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Dubplate

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

Take all the 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 some kings drinking ace, pontoon
Up Bond street. Bond
That's kung fu
Let me bump tunes. And they split the sun roof
The gangsters must and theyre waiting for the bus youts
the ends say I've got one (Bop, Bop)
Rudeboy, wheel it again all them people fi dead
The them MCs came, the harder them MCs fell
soundboys can't two for two it
Man's been up riddims from 7 inch Shabba and Loochie
code, Ones and twos it
Church's? No, do it
this didn't win through it
Purchase new, not
Kettle on the wrist with the Tetley
Italian just flew in
Might cop a white gold Putin
Rev at the lights, no tell em I'm
But I'll open your like "gentlemen do it"
Phew! This one's harassment

up the caskets
I know Will wants the
I Sol wants some adlibs
I bet wants the Royalties
But wants the gasment
To them fucking little bastards
If he's the best, who's man
Fucking hell, I'm
Abu Dhabi
Fookin the zampers
Crack the champers
For GT and them, mandem!
Yeh, club of wanksters
Man act up, that's an
Wheelchair bandits, 50 bags for the
Yuck. Sounds fishy
But fuck that shit, got fish to fillet
grab 60k for the 60 minutes
Drunk all summer, that's liquid
High off life, no need billing
Bigger sins here, talk big boy
Axel Rod tryna get the
Criminal affiliates, black
in the ends? Better grab some militants
Wraps on deck make man so
funny how death 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 bruddas so
Take a picture of them, If they done shit
I see the pussy, I will grab the pussy but I ain't got time for the Trump shit

Some just don't know levels but I ain't 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 bredrin wan arrange it
And his chip won't free up the shotgun but I ain't got time to be faced it
I ain't got to explain it
I ain't got to... mad