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letra de ya x fumez the engineer - plugged in - fumez the engineer & young a6

ya x fumez the engineer – plugged in lyrics
[intro: producer tag & young a6]
how is c dot funded and where do your get your money from? the simple answer
grrt
aye, gang
bow, bow, bow, bow
plugged in, shout my n-gga fumez
f-ck all the opps

[verse]
i can’t even talk on the drills i did
powers dropped, you know the biz
my young one moves way too flizz
cah he wan’ see blood when he backs his fl!ck
wan’ see bum? where’s tion’s sister?
ay, come here and hack this d-ck (ay, come ‘ere)
f-ck jakes and f-ck pc smith
all now, still circle the hill (where they at?)
feds to the right, and to the left
shank on my leg, but i’m acting lidge
saw jv right after i parked it, rarted
now, i gotta smack this pr-ck (f-ck)
nowadays, man’s stay out the mix
kway back then, i was actin’ sick
south london, i’m the yic
can’t write like me, some average dims (that’s facts)
your bro got packed, chop it, bag it, sell it
bill up a spliff in the morning
cro too loud, everyone can smell it (rass it)
i’m on different f-ckery, please don’t judge me, yeah, i’m a felon
ever since music money, my previous honeys are moving jealous (get out of here, man)
get the f-ck out, tryna get banged and darg out
that whole gang got rubbed out
came with there shanks and ducked out
i see cr tryna do drill, they lettin’ him rap, that’s some-how (rah)
they know me, man keep it real
just slide to the hills and run wild
h-lla man chat, everyone’s hot, tryna act bad, everyone’s not
big sk or the luger shooter
i don’t want guns that everyone’s got (grrt)
fly out to manny, grabbed me a strally
back to the ends, where’s everyone gone?
if you see these eyebrows in a bally
i’m happy to test what everyone’s on (wagwan?)
tell my young g’s that “don’t spend” (stop it)
and don’t buy drip for the trend (stop it)
stop spendin’ money on girls
those girls ain’t gonna be there in the end (facts)
aye, pretty young thing on the ends (aye)
ten-ten and she locks this skeng
he thought that b-tch was his
truth is, she’s suckin’ on me, it’s ments
i’m on opps, it’s tense
i bucked —- and he left his friends (skrrt)
all night lurkin’ in the —-
poked up then he got put on the bench
caught in the ring, get drenched
swing my sword, i ain’t tryna get hench (ay, swing it)
in the streets, ain’t nuttin’ but leeches
didn’t they give me a pence?
[outro]
fumez the engineer

- fumez the engineer young a6

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