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

[intro]
germz-germz made this
sd, plugged in with fumez
cairo
free mac

free drill, free snow

[verse]
they don’t know who was on that dinger (who?)
i don’t know who pulled that trigger
i don’t know, all i know feds need to stop harassin’ the innocent n-gga
knock down ginger, surprise like kinder
my right hand strong like my middle finger
opp thots chattin’, they want this n-gga
that’s why i jeet down my man’s sister (haha)
bro spin, i don’t care ’bout rappin’
i was tryna run when i kept on tappin’
i was with bro when i splashed him
now, he’s on the net, f-ckin’ cappin’
bmt, i’ll tear his fabric
riff hero, that’s rich badness
beef with the yardies, crazy, madness
i’m backing my ‘matic, i ain’t backin’ a ratchet
i’m in the o, you ain’t rollin’ me
enough arguin’ about who’s controllin’ (free bro)
lock and loaded, dumped out, smoked him
hopefully he gets back, so we can smoke him
i can show you some bread like hovis
probably took a next man’s pack and sold it (haha)
‘course i’m a robber, everyone knows this
far from a neek, ain’t snitched like jbando (bandz)
me and my sg’s cleanin’
toke for a lv, champ’ ain’t pleasin’ us
ready for the drop, and bro back day missed
then we done —- snapshot through prints (bap)
talk my name, i dare you eediats
then i’m gonna pull up, blood where he lives
cats need food, so i gave felix
carrier and runner, needs to go beat it (go fly it)
free all my sliders, some turnt lifers
’cause they put yutes in grinders (ayy, free them)
them brothers are tired
one got it twice, the other got punctured like tires
warm up my hands in front of the fire
they say i’m the one who conspires
on halloween like myers
free smarko, he didn’t do it, police are liars (ayy, chatters)
and i got bro, that’s right or wrong (right)
tj and jumz some frightenin’ dons
cameraman keeps p-ssin’ me off
keeps shootin’ the opps, i might ching this don
007, free james bond (free haks)
good with his hands, good with his wand
free scratcha, they know what he’s on
can’t get his d-cat ’cause he plays with mops (scratcha)
lean wid it, lean wid it, just don’t sleep with it
if you got a thing, keep greasin’ it
in and out, weavin’ it, od beatin’ it
back to the case, i’m on lc repeatin’ it (i’m on go)
i slimed out him, i slimed out him
i slimed out him and i slimed out him (and him)
free bro rangs, he’s out on the bit
and he really on smoke, make alarm bells ring
this ain’t no tit for tat
i tap that block, brap, brap, brap
lost my friends, it turnt me mad
my mum don’t ask why i’m dressed in black
free ty, that’s a man with a plan
i just want big bro like bud and akh (free bros)
free crose, got bro in the can
’cause [?] when he spilt some jam
i ain’t never petrol bath, i was in a sauna somewhere far (kway)
got my friends sittin’ down in the marsh
i’m rude in psalms if i’m makin’ dua’a
teach yutes to whip it like mario kart
they all use a scooter like bart
get back or step back
stretch that, rest that, warz, he really had heart (wowo)
[outro]
fumez the engineer

- fumez the engineer sd

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