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letra de s1 x ys1 check1 - s1 x ys1

[intro]
yo, its basher
you’re listening to check1, inside unity radio
right about now, we’ve got s1 and y.s1 in the studio, from west london
lets get it in, bro
lemme know what your thinking
i love chris–

man know
mr most hated, yh
mr most
i-i-i love chris rich

[verse 1]
ay, who they tryna impress
ive got a golden one from upsuh, and a ting from grove, give neck
yes, a h-lla man stressed
ive done jeeted my mans barbie, and my mans gyal held woodie and neck
grip two hands, make a lady stressed
one 12 lean, then i push down neck
missed another man, oh sh-t, f-ck imma sket
f-ck and dash, no gyallie gets kept
under the carpet, thotties get swept
i krept in and gave her my kon
nick nack paddy, your b-tch love bone
she says she wants a tug, but always moan, whenever i do road
ay, f-ck leave me alone
please b-tch, dont ring this phone
and who they tryna impress, and what do you they the realist in west
like, i could tell you half of them been wet
neck, back, face, belly, chest. on my life mans bloods done shed
ive done crossed that bridge, wid my flicks and shets
run man down, till ive lost my breath
left man curl up, f-ck up, all stretched
kick out they legs, if they try date skets
hands on hips, anytime get wet
run up on me, get left upset
done man run, infront of a sket
gave man two, the gangdem done legs
unlimted ching for a cgm—

{interlude]
basher pulls the track
man know
cmon man
finnese to the world and back
mhg to the world and back
i-i-i love chris rich

[verse 1]
ay, who they tryna impress
ive got a golden one from upsuh, and i got a ting from the g, give neck
yes, a h-lla man stressed
ive done jeeted my mans barbie, and my mans gyal held woodie and neck
grip two hands, make your lady stressed
one 12 lean, then i push down neck
missed another man, oh sh-t, f-ck imma sket
f-ck and dash, no gyallie gets kept
under the carpet, thotties get swept
i krept in and gave her my kon
nick nack paddy, your b-tch love bone
she says she wants a tug, but she always moan, whenever i do road
ay, f-ck leave me alone
please b-tch, dont ring this phone
and who they tryna impress, and what do you they the realist in west
i could tell you half of them been wet
neck, back, face, belly, chest. on my life mans bloods done shed
ive done crossed that bridge, wid my flicks and shets
run man down, till ive lost my breath
left man curl up, f-ck up, all stretched
kick out legs, if they try date skets
keep hands on hips, anytime get wet
run up on me, get left upset
done man run, infront of his sket
gave man two, the gangdem done legs
unlimted ching for a – gem
f-ck, pull up, juss kweff, dismiss him
bop bop, hold firm, no missing
have you ever seen all those pop. and, h-lla man start sprinting
bad boy get turned to a victim, ching man viscous, with ramz or kitchen
then cool arf with my bae, go missing. cuh suttin got chopped in the kitchen
ay f-ck, brudda you listening?, 3 all my jailhouse jiggas
cuh bro juss — a opp, had to send him change for thanks for kicking
i told bro juss steady and ease, and stop racking up all these nicking
3 kp, 16, anticz and the rest of the 12 thats missing
bad man far, when bad man pull up, dem man run when gangdem pull up
stuff mans gyal till belly full up
rise your back, come sip on udder
never panic, back it, on my life ill splash it
keep it, dont dash it, clean it, hip latch it
do road, think hes stays wid rachet
ay, whos that, whats that, grab it, ys swing it erratic
on my life ill grab him, hop off, inject, keep splashing
whos on me?, cuh of dem boy savage. stop acting
put down 5 last week, s1 dont do wid the capping

{interlude 2]
n-gg-s know
basher changes song
are you listening
lemme introduce you, now, to my yungen
ys rasclart 1
ay lillte brother, man
show em whats good
serious

- s1 x ys1

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