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Correct Talk On My Name Lyrics
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Correct Talk On My Name
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[Intro] 5ive music [Chorus] Talk on my name get smoked I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that) I was banging on the opps in jail Just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always) Do it and dash my phones get round there tryna take mans soul And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him It was probably ys and Locs It was probably ys and Locs [Verse 1] How them punks act bad when they ain't on piss I'm way too rude cause I really don't rate them pricks Draw me out and I'm taking trips Like I said you won't take that risk My team do drills that's word to my mother We the ones that turn up the borough 7 hunna you know what we did last summer The beef got peak and the opps got got And how many guys got shot Got the other side nervous Don't wanna chill on their block Shits hot and I ain't talking about feds You'll see gang pull up on peds When I hop out the dinger I'm seeing legs when all I wanna see is flesh We got London shaking even the opps are rating They must be how many guys got duppied Like really fuck the opps free Siri More time I'm riding yeah I'm way to itchy We run this city Comfy on the 6th like Drizzy you dig me? No lacking well known for the crashing Anywhere I'll slap it That's standard I'm a walking hazard I won't talk I'll blam him Wood Gaza or nothin that's gang my brothers For dem you could hold a dozen And these bells will done him And these bells come big like onions It's smokey settings my nigga C1 said it Miss Dimpz he a legend Disrespect that's shellings No wap I'll chef him Put the blade where he's neck is That's another pack pending Niggas know about gang And this beef ain't ending And this beef ain't ending And if I said it I meant it [Chorus] Talk on my name get smoked I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that) I was banging on the opps in jail Just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always) Do it and dash my phones get round there and take mans soul And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him It was probably ys and Locs It was probably ys and Locs [Verse 2] Any time I get round there I crash that corn and I do that proper Last time I got round there Mans chest and neck got filled with copper Most of the drills I've done, I've done it broad day You can ask those oppers Niggas can't talk about the 7th Been round there will loaded weapons Smoke man bait like I smoked mans bredin Fuck with the guys mans taking lives For C1 I'll ride 25's Why you think Newham went quiet Cause most of my drillers got put inside (Free Northside Newham) How them man talk about gang Like gang ain't been there numerous times We go to the 6 and them man hide Then we go House and them man (die) (R.I.P) Jump in the ride and slap that corn I love it Done it in public He can be a opp and be my cousin He'll still get bunned at family function (Don't care) Feds went and took my niggas And I came home to brand new spinners Still tryna get them skengs and crash them These bells in the dots don't come average (Na they don't) When you mention the 7th best talk about wettings And talk about bootings Can't talk about drillings You know that we winning and the opps been losing (Been losing) When I get round there it's smokey things I'll smoke man bait and I won't feel a thing Heard that nigga turnt pack so when I got back I rolled a spliff [Chorus] Talk on my name get smoked I'll do man dirty and burn my clothes (Burn that) I was banging on the opps in jail Just like I was banging on the opps on road (Always) Do it and dash my phones get round there and take mans soul And if it weren't me or C1 that bunned him It was probably ys and Locs It was probably ys and Locs
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