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letra de c1 x fumez the engineer - plugged in (pt. 2) - fumez the engineer & c1

[intro]
how is c dot funded and where do your get your money from? the simple answer
yeah, fumez, plugged in, part 2
don’t get touched in or get fried in like dumplin’, c1, brr, yeah

[verse 1]
still screamin’, “free capo, my brodie”
solomon got cheffed, now, he moves so lowkey
nine times he’s been soaked, g (lt)
twinnin’ them shanks like zack and cody, ridin’ around for them phonies (ridin’, ridin’)
she wants la la land and ponies
i don’t know how crose feels, all he does is sit on his -rs- and smoke weed (safe)
she wanna suck d-ck and smoke weed
wе had bine flyin’ out the barrels (bap, bap)
two pеds up, two man gettin’ saddled
rose ain’t healed from the two footed tackle
i talk wass, everyone gets rattled (rattled)
there’s nuttin’ that gang can’t handle
put your finger on the trigger, it’s strangled (squeeze)
they don’t want man causin’ an angle
i can see stompz through the smoke i fried, but i’m fine (love)
mummy said, “never play with knives”, but points tally up when you wave it right (wave it, wave it)
—- got cheffed on sight, he done nothin’ but hold two knives
free my bro, my slatt, my slime
trap bored —- whoever online
lt’s pull up and sh-t goes left (lt)
for you, it can never end right
another of them got sent to the sky
another of them’s gettin’ rolled in five
mandem backstrap, we don’t do front-strap
if you know us man, you know we let guns clap (baow)
i got the young boys live on the rug rats (live)
we don’t mention, but we done that
ayy, fumez (yo), they watch us like cartoon
you ever ran done two yutes, but can’t catch them ‘cah they know how to move?
and beat and run, i don’t know how to lose (come on)
stuttz and rose got smoked out their shoes (bap)
lb got stretched out too (safe)
plugged in, not a next up booth
it’s a reckless world and solly’s too
the verbal gets everyone angry, still plan a, never had a plan b (no)
they wanna know why the hillside’s anti (anti), i don’t know why the hillside’s anti (safe)
is it me who your girlfriend fancies?
opps get popped and sing like ashanti (bap)
straight ran my drink in brandy (no)
they don’t want to see us live with a handy
you can still spill juice no cranberry, headshot gang, why stabber so angry?
in the middle of the pitch like santi, crose ain’t scored, it’s peak
creep up gang, you can’t creep our creep
he got caught on the lack and spleeshed (baow)
rub the black blade down with bleach (baow)
if it weren’t by me, it was t or b
and i do road with my five times three (lt)
cause i don’t know who man’s gonna see (nah, i don’t)
he died and revived on the scene
he got cheffed, that could never be me
come we load up a g17 and we still gotta look out for cs-17
he got smoked, no, it never looked clean (no it never)
don’t speak like i’m mr. bean
who’s that approachin’? rev up the engine
old school friends wanna get some vengeance (ayy)
f-ck school, never went to detention (no)
and i never had a hundred attendence (f-ck it)
bine on bine for your bredrins
‘nough nerds that i don’t wanna mention
they all left each other on a next thing (safe)
i think it ruined their friendship
slim with his k dat, skid with his ramz
creep up gang like cap some man (mh-hmm)
hold up, roll and bang
do it like nito and you might get tan (baow)
come we pay —- who’s —-
they ain’t on swingin’ their shanks like —- (no, they ain’t)
hold up, who you tryna tanny?
push the start, we don’t need no car key

- fumez the engineer c1

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