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Wicked Skengman Part 2 I whip up a 16 bar for them Niggas my sons i father them The amount of peng tings I've beat this week Ey yo look peeps wah gwarn for them Make me have to jump in my car for them Addition the ones when I'm passing them I know some killers from Leeds That wear ripped jeans snapbacks and cardigans So don't judge a book by it's cover Cuh you might be pissed when you open it I went dope for like half of 2013 And I told these niggas make the most of it Krept and Konan buss of the ends Now it's my time I take ownership You niggas don't shot Oh my god how do you make prof(it) when you smoking it The light skin girls used to blank me Use to say that I'm blick and lanky How can she? I used to wile out and get angry You know the same girls that aboy me Now i call em to my car like OI G! What's your number? Give it to me quick don't annoy me You know like that OTF yeah you know my badge Nigga I'm old school from a long time I've been local Go ni*** check my stats Wait, tell a ni*** go compare No, tell a ni*** don't compare Man from the other side See i can't come to the other side But i still go round there Didn't care then and I still don't care I make peng tings call Mike dear I make gyal fall out with their husbands Tell your boyfriend that I'm still not scared About stop texting your girl? I text your girlfriend if i like I late night creep with your babes Bare ? flexing the rhyme Stiff chocolato i still take mans girl I'm an asshole And I've been cold from way back¨ I need an lem? sip and a carpool And tell a fuckboy yo take that I'm the black Gary Barlow Peng tings on my whats app yeah you know the rest And she hates every single song on my tape But she loves ? yeah you know the rest She said Michael can you grab me I'm in 12th still on a back street I said shit man you should have brought cab p What the f*** do I look like a taxi Slut! try take Mike for a mug Try take Mike for a boy in a rave Then little Mike might just light up the club Standard, excuse my grammar The bouncers hench but Big Wormz wammer Everybody calm down cuh my young G crept in with a blammer So cool yeah, just cool nah I'm in the corner Yeah the brown tings mine Come to the back big girl just wind Them boy there not about that life I had to pull my man to the side I said yo don't kill my wibe My bredrin there's got a knife And when he gets drunk he gets all hyped, so just cool off...
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