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letra de firearms - mloose (bg)

[intro]

def beats did ’em dirty

bs in the air
let it glee anywhere

come on

[verse 1]
ay bro, are you listening?
we need more acps (more)
put ’em in suvs
fire in the yard and squeez (pow pow)
i’ve got corn for different gleez
break action over and under
it c-cks back with a bun underneath
you ain’t ever had a gun with a sheath (you ain’t)
you ain’t ever put bells in a 223, 254 or any weapon (no)
i swear if i grip on a mash there’s one in here that i’m steppin’ (always)
you ain’t ever jumped out and savaged the pagan
civilians screaming “leave him” (screamin’)
then jump in the wizz and skrr out the ends before the feds get to the wettin’
[verse 2]
i know all of them yutes in a flesh
they ain’t like that so stop with the actin’ (no)
i got a scorpion corn in a hand ting
man better stop with the bad ting (stop that)
[????] was giving man verbal
next day mandem cheffed him (next day)
i [???] enough how violent we are
if you get caught, it’s a mad ting
experience guys in a ding dong
man only slide with pro (sliders)
imma shoot at the olders too
don’t think you’re safe ’cause you wise and grown (come on)
let’s ask my man where he’s from
i can tell by his eyes and tone (can tell)
we don’t care about the pagan’s link ups
man better mind their own

[interlude]
9 milimeter, naval[?] rounds
or the 7.65 [???]
load of the wap and strike man down
if you get seen by the guys don’t park it
i got nicked for attempted murder
no evidence, better drop them charges
32 caliber in diameter, load of a mash if i see them on road (loaded)
[verse 3]
i heard that smoking k!lls, if smoking k!lls, how’s my man breathing? (how?)
you don’t wanna see the bgs creepin’
jump out gang broadday any reason (anywhere)
i heard the bros got the opps on snap
they messaging him and he’s messaging back
what do you call that apart from treason? (treason)
i shanked up man alone, it’s on a main road
then left him spleeging[?] (spleeging[?])
my shank is more than decent
wet man down till they hold him in pieces
[??] in his flower the van on the g ting (wet it)
tryna save his life, thought he was gone
but his heart still beatin’
jump out, jump out gang for a second
wet ’em, jump back then we skeeting (dashin’)
i got a team like raptors, (nuff)
all of them bad like cansas[?]
bully that standard, slide round there
tryna bully some dandruff (pow pow)
[?????] tried runnin’ up but i caught up
he got ish and captured
doctors put him in stitch and plasters
done him like one of them live stream cameras (come on)
if you see me on a glide with a broc[?]
then you run out a lot
kids in my block tryna purge
then he got shot while he’s running off
i dare man walk round these sides
if he gets seen, your head’s comin’ off (it’s goin’)
i gave him some in his chest
but he survived cah they do enough
[verse 4]
i reculate them sides now
and them boys ain’t gonna do sh-t (no)
pop pop, corn got slapped to the crowd
i know at least 3 of them boys got hit (3!)
and it still ain’t bin bag
rise to the mash and crash
if he gets packed up, put him in a bin bag
evidence? bin that. say it and bin that
f-ck you olders, i will do it to a big man (i will!)
’cause you know i ain’t got no manners (i don’t!)
k[???] saw me in e[?]
tried jump out and got himself splattered
i just added a pagans sister
gimmie a week or half that pattern (come on)
look at the [?????] lineup, tell me
are you from the block that matters

[outro]
not one
fire on discharge
shoot like lingard
10 toes up[?]
do it in cuz

- mloose bg

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