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letra de the cold room - [s1.e11] - sin squad

–[part 1]–

[verse 1 – uncs]
i’m not your average rapper
sav ain’t your average splasher
gp ain’t your average trapper
ramz ain’t your average shooter
jigga ain’t your average shooter
press on the lubes and turn man casper
i said ramz “don’t link me right now, you’ll be doing the most while you’re all on mapper”
and i ain’t tryna get slapped on obbo
since most of my opps are rappers, let’s pull up at gates tryna serve man hollows
catch [?] and make a zonto
skengs getting putting to use, the skengs that we got are ours, not borrowed
skengs getting putting to use, the skengs that we got are ours, not borrowed
who’s [?] we are wonder, park lane come like a gun shot
man try pull up on him, he ran, i’m p-ssed cah’ that was my one shot
mans been here from the start, the jump off
they couldn’t hack the beef so they jumped off
i’m with gang tryna fill up the honda
lil’ bro wan’ shoot like saka
pull up on [?] and blast the skeng
and, blast again
and, blast again
that’s, red cards for them
pretty [?] b-tch in dior, man give her the d have her begging for more
hands on my heart we’re ready for war, we’re sliding vans and popping them doors
[verse 2 – stewie]
i got bro, bro, bro got me surely
war who? gimme’ the toy i’ma end that story
more time i get ’round, can’t see n0body, coming like finding dory
f-ck friends, i roll with n-gga’s that’s riding for me
with [?] on a 1 2 [?]
bro jumped off and backed it bait
pulling up like dway, ain’t no one gon’ stop me today
while me and bro giving a chase, bro took stance, brilliant aim
bro took stance, brilliant aim
bally and gloves, you know the vibe
it might just be that time where suttin’ get’s packed on a cloudy night
if someone gets packed, man bill up a spliff, smoke that down, got me feeling high
smoke that down like man don’t care, do you smell that fragrance? one of your brothers’ got put in the air

[verse 3 – kayykayy]
i’m with uncs, free gunna
run a man down with my f-cking cutter
get cut up, face and body get f-ck up
when you feel bells from the brucker
me, 6ix, sweerving skid, two sticks in the [?], i’m doing up nutter
just caught this opp tryna stutter, hold up bro, here’s sweets for your supper
i bang this mash like ramz, and i swing my splash like sneakz and tugga
this bad b’s talking lover, said i’m acting like danny glover
shout’s o my bruce, my brother, real smokey, won’t know ’bout tugga
trap mash, get bread and b-tter, get back gang do skeng and suffer
my ‘lil bro’s do up the 9 for practice
slap this, carry on doing them gang sh-t’s
active, up in the duce i’m camping, vamping, tryna leave on the standing
opp boys started rapping, step to your block, oh no what happened?
critical splashing, how many stabbings? heard he survived, man how man, dammit
sinsquad step, no capping, all out attacking, we left sh-t tragic
four man deep in traffic, blue lights rush to the scene, no panic
the live in i live is so mence, the gang gon’ do it it’s [?] nothing
pull up, they’re screaming “don’t bun him” the gang gon’ do it at anyone’s function
–[part 2]–

- sin squad

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