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I laugh at them 'cause the team is done
The mandem's causing havoc, havoc
Feds won't leave us alone
They hate the fact that the mandem's rapping
Tragic, that be the scene when the mandem get to clapping
And I don't follow no fashion
I just do me, no capping
Don't get got tryna prove you're bad
Should've beat man down, but I'm not your dad
In a four-door truck, I'm the shortest man
Could've shot gun long, never sawned it down
Oh shit, never again
Could've put some holes in my paigon friend
But I'm sparing guys and it don't make sense
If you're not involved, you can still get X'd
Should'vе seen the look on his face
Damn, oh shamе, oh shame
Brave, end your arse in the grave
Read your books, why you tryna get fame?
Shit, who's got the Cali trees?
Shit's on my mind, it's fucking with me
Jeez, load them waps, it's peak
Wave that 'round and watch bare man flee
Trespass on the Crasherville
You're gonna buck into the Crasher team
Leak, cranberry on them streets
Hoodies tied up, sirens on me, skeet
Why you wanna talk 'bout me?
The last time I bucked this clown, he told me he knows my family
Gem, no, we ain't fam or friends
So don't forget, hold that grudge 'til the end
Shit then, see a man get roofed
Back your shank, I think you should
But, you ain't gonna do that, pussy
Cah I already know you're good
Du-du-du-bow, no talking
No way I misunderstood
Just beat it out sweet one's guts
Then I flew myself right back to the hood
My guys are the wizards of Waverly Place
We wave them wands and you're gone
And I don't even know what happened
All I know is that he made one song
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, even Mon'
We can get man down, no problem
How dare you try act on job?
My guys are the wizards of Waverly Place
We wave them wands and you're gone
And I don't even know what happened
All I know is that he made one song
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, even Mon'
We can get man down, no problem
How dare you try act on job?
First time when I stepped out, I was pumped up off Hennessy
Got clipped off by the gun boys, couldn't make it past Tennessee
I ain't talking 'bout Jimmy Choo, we had high heels like Beverly
I'm a yatt boy, got a fat toy, so don't lack, boy
Secondly, we said 410 is a family, not a gang, bitch
Do a man like a sandwich and put sweetcorn in his hamstring
Mutilate man's scapula, he had backbone, now he's planking
And ever since we got firearms, it was beating off, not wanking
Understand it was Crash Gang who's responsible for your injuries
Yeah, you might get pussy points, but you ain't getting no sympathy
Same tings that you vent to tryna serenade and sing for me
And them the things you don't wanna hear
When you're stretched out like a limousine
My guys are the wizards of Waverly Place
We wave them wands and you're gone
And I don't even know what happened
All I know is that he made one song
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, even Mon'
We can get man down, no problem
How dare you try act on job?
My guys are the wizards of Waverly Place
We wave them wands and you're gone
And I don't even know what happened
All I know is that he made one song
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, even Mon'
We can get man down, no problem
How dare you try act on job?
I laugh at them 'cause the team is done
The mandem's causing havoc, havoc
Feds won't leave us alone
They hate the fact that the mandem's rapping
Tragic, that be the scene when the mandem get to clapping
And I don't follow no fashion
I just do me, no capping
Don't get got tryna prove you're bad
Should've beat man down, but I'm not your dad
In a four-door truck, I'm the shortest man
Could've shot gun long, never sawned it down
Oh shit, never again
Could've put some holes in my paigon friend
But I'm sparing guys and it don't make sense