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letra de roll em up - gully (peckham)

[chorus: lr x gully]
get that drop better know that we rolling up
all of them opps we roll them up
he got caught now we roll him up
told lr ying while i hold him up
gb’s dead so we roll him up
junior’s dead so we roll him up
now we smoke them up
i just swing my ying tryna open guts
get that drop better know that we rolling up
all of them opps we roll them up
he got caught now we roll him up
told lr ying while i hold him up
gb’s dead so we roll him up
junior’s dead so we roll him up
now we smoke them up
i just swing my ying tryna open guts

[verse 1: lr]
get the drop no talk we’re rolling
he spoke sh-t got wigged we roll him
skid round on dingers and stolen
he got caught we left him open
he should’ve died but he made a commotion
said they’re on me no way they’re joking
like i ain’t chinged man left him hoping
bored down — should’ve stole it
[verse 2: gully]
capped it, v backed it and then slapped it man ying that while the corn was flying
man spilled juice then i went for cover
i didn’t know it was us that’s frying
skying, the opps get bored keep dying
gang want more so we keep on trying
frying, said they got back they’re lying
man back ying cah he kept on eyeing

[verse 3: lr]
slip get cheffed or cooked
they don’t want beef cah they know it’s frying
i don’t care about age onsight him
back that stainless steel or iron
how can they chat bare mans been dying? (they’re dead)
every opp that i’ve got caught gave more than five no cap i ain’t lying
chinged my man he screamed out “i’m dying!”

[verse 4: gully]
if i bring this handting someone’s dying
i don’t know why the opps ain’t trying
where’s gb i don’t know man’s lying (i don’t know)
most of the opps been dying
their friends ain’t trying and their mumsy’s crying
broad day a man crept with iron and i left it frying and the corn was flying
flying, one of my friends been dying
[chorus: lr x gully]
get that drop better know that we rolling up
all of them opps we roll them up
he got caught now we roll him up
told lr ying while i hold him up
gb’s dead so we roll him up
junior’s dead so we roll him up
now we smoke them up
i just swing my ying tryna open guts
get that drop better know that we rolling up
all of them opps we roll them up
he got caught now we roll him up
told lr ying while i hold him up
gb’s dead so we roll him up
junior’s dead so we roll him up
now we smoke them up
i just swing my ying tryna open guts

[verse 5: lr]
chatting ’bout top scorers best mention me
stop chatting when your friend got shot on the floor he kept saying his name jolie
ratchet in the bando with me
but i couldn’t bang that
i don’t wanna go back and whip
but know you can never say you’re on bruce
like basketball imma shoot for free
[verse 6: gully]
any sight of the opps man beat, skeet or i wet mans belly
bro said that it weren’t that deep, but i turnt that deep and i pushed it deep
i just sighted a opp, creep
creep, pray that a man go sleep
sleep, mind cah he saw me peep
should’ve been discreet would’ve been six feet

[verse 7: lr]
he should’ve got put in the ground like parsnip
but he made it that’s jarring
but it’s alright cah we caught his friend, gave more than ten we left him gasping
if it ain’t shanks, aim up, blast it
jump out bait know bro will park it
countless times they got bombarded
twisted my shank in his chest go ask him

[verse 8: gully]
aim, shoot, the mash got clarted
woulda turnt crow crow but he darted
big man thought that the block weren’t guarded
— got got then he got bombarded
guarded, ching man til he r-t-rded
or catch corn when the mash get clarted
tryna make man fly like tardis
now mans up in the air [?]

- gully peckham

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