AVEN9ERS Songtext

von Unknown T, KO, V9

Bare residue in the air when it boots
Who's getting a twos 'cah the smoke too blemish
When my Niners get 'round they dread it
No left, right, just step 'round and shell it
Bro might load that gauge then sneeze at your brain
It's a new pandemic
Jailhouse ting I was doin' up Snap
Marty and mash Voda' for the credit

Put my foot in this whip
Level up when I slap this stick
Times three if I hit that prick
Back road, move mad and move skits
You see, Bankai wan' kill and chill
Bigger the par, that's thrill and skill
Insidious how the yute got poked
Talk on my name, are you poppin' pills

Bang for the team, would you bang the machine
Stay with a plan for the beef
See me on a casual, least a nank in my jeans
For the bad talk, might dampen the tee
Leave a weed factory clean
I could pay but of course I'm happy it's free
Really move aggy on weed
We just take ours and get trappy with green

Bang for the team, would you bang of the beam
A boy got left at the scene
I hate when I run out of plastic bags in the trap
So I gotta use rizz for the B
Roll with a TEC, gunmen don't lean
We hold and press the machine
Bro got trial in the Crown Court
He took the rap then he caught a G

Let me ask you a question
How can them man talk bad
Buck into gang, they cap
Go on Snapchat, talk a whole lot of wass
Tip toe with the wap and crash
Or run a man down and feed him a shank
You like iron, come firm this splash
Juice man's head, belly and back

How many times have they jumped out
We jump out and they jump back in
How many times have we dumped off
Jakes find out and they want us in
No big, there's no link
So we soon be back on the strip
When pissed, I don't think
Try get a man down, I ain't hearin' a thing

Yo, V
How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter
Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
Don't front then run from the brucker
Yo, T
Them man chat on the net, I can't listen to neeks
I'm with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man
Yo, K
How many opps been chopped and put on a blade
Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
Word, you can hold this shave
Ay, T
They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased
Mad sight when them slugs release
Doublin' waps if I'm with V
In the ride, two straps like dungarees

Who was at fault when they lost that banger
Got best of both like Hannah Montana
Roll with a tanner 'cah there's too much passa
We beat off the corn, they scatter
Long nose, no Boyz n the Hood
Man wind down the window and beat that hammer
This PYT can't handle the D
Man drag on the weave then yaga, yaga
Nine gang beat that mop
They all blow out when they hear that ring
How many times have you denied your block
You're all involved, I ain't hearin' a thing
Get around, two stolen dings
Jump out the car and they all run in
The man too fast, they should go racin', pagin'
Slow down, come and hold some chings

Yo, V
How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter
Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
Don't front then run from the brucker
Yo, T
Them man chat on the net, I can't listen to neeks
I'm with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man
Yo, K
How many opps been chopped and put on a blade
Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
Word, you can hold this shave
Ay, T
They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased
Mad sight when them slugs release
Doublin' waps if I'm with V
In the ride, two straps like dungarees