Live Corn #674runbrikky

[00:18.12] Live corn in my gun
[00:20.09] Fuck with the 6 get bun
[00:22.59] No point tryna run
[00:23.70] M got the Mac and it's sounding like a drum
[00:26.03] Tryna lock the whole city
[00:27.66] Only real niggas fuck with me
[00:30.16] Shout my niggas from the 86
[00:31.79] But 674 run Brikky
[00:33.52] I don't rap cause I'm tryna get a deal
[00:35.88] I'm still out here tryna eat a meal
[00:37.68] I've spent whole nights lurking in the field
[00:39.77] Ask them other niggas, they know how shit feels
[00:41.73] Bare skrr skrr, I feel it through the wheels
[00:43.63] 3 litre ding-dong skidding round the hill
[00:46.14] Swammy on deck and we're lurking for a kill
[00:47.97] If suttin get got I know my niggas won't squeal
[00:50.75] Say they want war nigga
[00:52.39] So I roll around with that 4s nigga
[00:55.18] Screaming 67k?
[00:56.33] Ima smoke your ass to a 4 nigga
[00:58.86] M rolled up and he's buzzing
[01:00.40] Screaming out 'if he's an opp then we bun him'
[01:02.37] We ain't RB we don't know about running
[01:04.78] I said nigga we don't know about running
[01:06.61] I'm still slanging these O's, running through hoes
[01:09.37] I don't do friends cause I bang with my bros
[01:11.10] Phoned G said that he's bagging with Slows
[01:13.05] Told him bring a coke can I'm a let it explode
[01:15.25] 67 over everything
[01:17.25] Break packs, double up, bring weapons in
[01:19.37] Look, till suttin dead we ain't settling
[01:21.27] If he's running with the opps, man'll pepper him
[01:23.44] True, I ain't running with no jokeman
[01:25.67] He held it in his face when I smoked man
[01:27.87] 20-suttin times when I soak man
[01:29.48] If you claim 15 you're a jokeman
[01:31.63] I ain't never been friends with them paigons
[01:33.83] You can hold shots too if you're Leyton
[01:35.98] Big Stizzzy been writing some statements
[01:37.76] Tryna lock a real nigga in the cages
[01:39.92] I hit a nigga in his face
[01:42.17] My nigga hit a nigga in his back
[01:44.12] Tryna score every time that we ride
[01:46.36] Someone tell these motherfuckers 'don't lack'
[01:48.10] I was in the party flexing with a yat
[01:50.07] They know I had a suttin in my bag
[01:52.23] I was drunk off the yak
[01:54.26] Opps never came though cause they knew they're getting slapped
[01:56.76] They had a real nigga locked in the cage
[01:58.51] I rolled a burn while I thought about my case
[02:00.79] Like, 'how that nigga snitch?'
[02:02.63] Who am I kidding man, than nigga from the Brix
[02:04.52] I was outside tryna get rich
[02:07.17] Tryna put 65 bags on my wrist
[02:08.93] 'Til these damn jakes put cuffs on my wrists
[02:10.73] Had me locked down in Wandsworth feeling like shit
[02:12.14] Niggas screaming '674 stabbed this, and 674 corned that'
[02:17.03] I'm like 'bitch niggas get off our dick'
[02:19.30] 674's tryna get rich in those traps
[02:21.09] I was up in Thameside reasoning with facts
[02:23.39] No amnes' had me stressing out my plaques
[02:25.17] Niggas owe p's then they better run it back
[02:27.36] Feds kicking in doors and we're tryna get back
[02:29.23] Link SJ, everything blessed
[02:31.45] He buss me with the loud amnes' for my chest
[02:33.64] I remember nights I was in there with the Tec
[02:35.42] Tweeting all my niggas 'I'll be home in a sec'
[02:37.17] Skinny motherfucker but I'm bigging up my chest
[02:39.88] When they see me out on freeflow niggas show respect
[02:41.70] Like they know all the fuckries I kept up
[02:43.94] All that knifework and show 'em what the skeng does
[02:46.10] Live corn in my gun
[02:48.37] Fuck with the 6 get bun
[02:50.86] No point tryna run
[02:52.37] M got the Mac and it's sounding like a drum
[02:54.97] Tryna lock the whole city
[02:56.83] Only real niggas fuck with me
[02:58.90] Shout my niggas from the 86
[03:00.63] But 674 run Brikky
[03:02.20] I don't rap cause I'm tryna get a deal
[03:04.12] I'm still out here tryna eat a meal
[03:05.63] I've spent whole nights lurking in the field
[03:07.94] Ask them other niggas, they know how shit feels
[03:10.04] Bare skrr skrr, I feel it through the wheels
[03:12.21] 3 litre ding-dong skidding round the hill
[03:14.16] Swammy on deck and we're lurking for a kill
[03:16.38] If suttin get got I know my niggas won't squeal
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