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Dubplate

When a steps in the building, salute and respect from the children
Then I salute the badman back a real nigga recognise realness
These MCs back-to-back it
I've been racking up bodies since Raskit's Jordan
Black tracksuit and a
knife in the baggies
Hard life, no Annie
one night, I'm smashing
I ain't got time for no

all the gyal and dollar the gyal
Psst. I'm a Yardie, that's how I call a
1-2 mic and a one tune
Man spudded you then you
Can't undo history, written too much to be written off, young youts
We're kings drinking ace, that's pontoon
Up Bond street. suits
That's lyrical fu
Let me bump tunes. And they split the sun roof
The must approve and theyre waiting for the bus youts
the ends say I've got one (Bop, Bop)
Rudeboy, wheel it cause all them people fi dead
The them MCs came, the harder them MCs fell
Them can't two for two it
Man's been stacking up from 7 inch Shabba and Loochie
code, Ones and twos it
Church's? No, do it
Earnt this win through it
new, not newish
Kettle on the wrist the Tetley brewing
leather just flew in
Might cop a gold president Putin
Rev at the lights, no em I'm Lewis
But open your door like "gentlemen do it"
Phew! This called harassment

up the caskets
I Will wants the chorus
I Sol wants some adlibs
I bet wants the Royalties
But Rach wants the
To done them fucking little
If he's the best, man then?
Fucking hell, I'm
Abu Dhabi
held the zampers
Crack the champers
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, club full of
Man act up, an ambulance
Wheelchair bandits, 50 bags for the
Yuck. Sounds innit
But fuck that shit, got bigger to fillet
grab 60k for the 60 minutes
Drunk all summer, liquid living
off life, no splif need billing
Bigger sins here, big boy millions
Rod tryna get the billions
Criminal affiliates, caecilians
Beef in the ends? Better some militants
Wraps on make man so vigilant
It's funny how death man so innocent
Image thing, I ain't got for the mumbling
I wan'
No suits when I do lunch pudding and punch
With of these bruddas so sunken
Take a picture of them, If they ain't done
When I see the pussy, I will grab the pussy but I ain't got time for the shit

Some boys just don't levels but I ain't got time to explain it
I got time to explain it
Don't ask me about beef in the basement, I ain't got to explain it
I'm favourite's favourite's favourite
But I got time to explain it
Touch road, man affi it
Got my other wan arrange it
And his chip won't free up the shotgun seat but I ain't got to be faced it
I ain't got time to it
I ain't got to... mad