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Dubplate

When a veteran steps in the building, salute and respect from the
Then I the badman back cause a real nigga recognise realness
MCs can't back-to-back it
I've been racking up bodies since Raskit's jacket
tracksuit and a ratchet
Butterfly knife in the
Hard life, no Annie
one night, I'm smashing
I ain't got for no rally

Take all the gyal and the gyal
Psst. I'm a Yardie, how I call a gyal
Check 1-2 mic and a one
Man you then spurned you
Can't undo history, I've too much to be written off, young youts
We're some drinking ace, that's pontoon
Up Bond street. suits
lyrical kung fu
Let me bump tunes. And they split like the sun
The gangsters must approve and waiting for the bus youts
Then the ends say got one (Bop, Bop)
Rudeboy, wheel it again all them people fi dead
The harder them MCs came, the them MCs fell
soundboys can't two for two it
Man's been stacking up riddims from 7 Shabba and Loochie
Dress code, and twos it
Church's? No, do it
Earnt didn't win through it
new, not newish
Kettle on the wrist with the Tetley
Italian leather just in
Might cop a white president Putin
Rev at the lights, no tell em I'm
But I'll your door like "gentlemen do it"
Phew! This one's called

up the caskets
I know wants the chorus
I think Sol some adlibs
I bet Rich the Royalties
But Rach the gasment
To done them fucking little
If he's the best, who's man
Fucking hell, I'm
Abu madness
Fookin held the
Crack the champers
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, club of wanksters
Man act up, that's an
bandits, 50 bags for the Barristers
Yuck. Sounds innit
But fuck that shit, got fish to fillet
Then grab 60k for the 60
Drunk all summer, that's living
off life, no splif need billing
Bigger here, talk big boy millions
Axel Rod tryna get the
Criminal affiliates, black
in the ends? Better grab some militants
Wraps on deck make man so
It's funny how makes man so innocent
Image thing, I ain't got for the mumbling
I wan'
No suits when I do lunch pudding and punch
With some of these 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 for the Trump shit

Some boys just don't know levels but I got time to explain it
I ain't got time to it
Don't ask me about beef in the basement, I got time to explain it
I'm your 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 time to be it
I ain't got to explain it
I ain't got to... mad