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letra de new season/cards i was dealt - loose

new season

[intro]
ishmatic beats
yeah, l
m17, smoke
said that i’m rappin’ different, but i was on wrappin’ kitchens
came home [?] got slapped in an instant [?] make no difference
let somebody cross that park, i’ll rise this dawg, and mow that lawn
elevate, this mix sounds mad

[verse]
true say i’m way too cute to be wearing a bally (mhm)
so i took it off cali, but not when i rinse these theets from the maggie (boy)
—- got bun in his head with the dotts
i’m guessin’ the mandem’s way too tappy
love me a spinner, i don’t know ’bout the auto
cah’ the mash there is way too jammy
back in thе day i had to run down rammy
the p-ssio tripped and he pullеd his hammy (woo)
yes, i’m a trapper, around all the f boys
50k just landed a count, that’s standard, it could’ve ‘been [?] or [?] (mhm)
love when the tops come sweet like candy
and the bottom just lookin’ all sandy
bro’enem said he ain’t back in the bando
uptown settings with ye and mandy (bro)
back to the beef on road, where points get scored, when blood gets drawn
i was on alby road with a .357 told the critics to mind that talk (ahlie)
let somebody cross that park, i’ll rise this dawg, and mow that lawn (ahlie)
for once they had them the guts to step on l, someone give them a round of applause
mad lil mamma thinks that i’m into the back and fourths, nope of-course (nope)
i put two hands on this rusty ped, and my right-hand man has a rusty sword (woi-oi)
see someone lurkin’ on the s-way junction, ay broski, who’s that [?] ?
brand new babe, or maybe i’m bored, got me a light one, got me a browner
which one to date? i don’t know, i’m bored (mhm)
but let me make it make some sense (make sense)
i got war in the ends with a whole lotta’ man, and half of them ain’t got a pence
how you rap ’bout works and you’ve ‘been on the bench?
how you talk ’bout us when we smoke on abz and lavz
know you can smell that stench, when you talk on l don’t talk no l-s (don’t talk it)
had to beat that rammer on [?] road had fatman screamin’ for help (woi-oi)
now you gotta’ deal with the cards you was dealt (mhm)
don’t talk ’bout one, don’t talk ’bout the other
we pressure the lambeth opps aswell (that’s right)
one of the realest to come out of wooly
that’s south east bandits, i know you can tell
my og done it, really said “the ends are ‘nam, shouldn’t be beefin'” (oh well)
oh well, it’s a brand new season, give me a reason
i’ll phone up rampz and he’ll definetly get to the squeezin’ (mhm)
i got me a baby aswell [?] t–th, slap them sweets when we go cleanin’ (ayy)
i got me a baby aswell [?] t–th, slap them sweets when we go cleanin’
elevate, this mix sounds mad

cards i was dealt

- loose

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