Plugged In Freestyle

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Fumez The Engineer & Lil Rass - Rap, Freestyle

Plugged In Freestyle

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[Intro: AM] Hollow Yo, it's Plugged In Big up Fumez the Engineer AM, Skengdo, Likkle Rass 410, Crash You know how it gets, free all the mandem Ay, dududu [Verse 1: AM] Stepped there and we turned it off Say mum's life you ain't heard of us We got drug dealers and murderers 410 to the world y'know (Fuckin' hell) Hella corn we're servin' up Leave a keloid not a hernia I'm a mad man I do mad things This hand ting's from Serbia Peng tings wanna link me and I'm paro (Paro) I got mad thoughts to put good use to this ammo (Dududu) Send 'nuff bine through your marrow 'Cause I'm clued up, you can't diss me (No) Tryna lie man, I'll set pitbulls on your pickney Your bitch doin' up pick me to get digged out, do you dig me? On my mum's life they ain't trickin' me (No) Literally, I've got two tings from Italy, that's a bit of me Got side niggas tryna drain me for my energy Grey Goose not Hennessy On the G ting, what you tellin' me? 'Cause a bad boy, you'll never be (Never) If you fuck with them, you're an enemy (Enemy) C'est la vie, I took more buns from Melanie That's a mad gyal from secondary (Fuckin' hell) Pullin' up now 'round Tennessee's (Dudu) It's my birthday, what you gettin' me? Big guns what it better be 'Cause I'm in the streets, heavily (Mally) [Verse 2: Skengdo] Stretch him, stretch him, see man back out this fuck-off weapon Everyone thinks they're bad, mad Boy don't come to my section (Don't do it) The Gs them resting, 4am Tell me, who are you gettin? (Who?) Man didn't learn their lesson The boy shh-shh and they out 'ere flexin' (Shh-shh) The things I've seen man do for attention Why does my name get mentioned? Tem man there want love and affection Chat to the girls all reckless (Chaty) Pop corn like we pop smoke Do it like perm when we back our wetters (Dududu-dududu, bow) I hate when a man talks hella You know you ain't like that fella [Verse 3: Lil Rass] On the ride with Paulo, handbrakes skiddin' I spotted a opp from a distance(Skrrr) It wasn't me that did him, my bro that did him, all I know is he got did in (Wet dat, wet dat) I see a man try run and cover his head He didn't know that corn can penetrate (Baw) Double tap make him levitate, take on a heavyweight Lift up a man, make him elevate Their friend got flung in a riz, chip And they talk on the team, that's whack You can catch me out on my block Serving out packs out of council flats I ain't gotta question bro-bro's badness I ain't gotta tell him to bring them waps If you see them yutes, it's straight on-sight Just drop what you're doin' and attack (Baw-baw) [Verse 4: Skengdo] Late-night lurk with the Gs Who's that? Who's that? Juice this fella Or, du-du-du bow bow bow, the ting got rose like Nella (Baw-baw) Just pull it back like foreskin, make your bro go pick your head up (Dududu-dududu) See I'm fed up, the opps be talkin' Like the boys ain't dead up Sick and tired of the foolishness Broski's feelin' the same way (He is) See man sippin' on Wray-Wray That's his last ray-ray for the day-day (True) Carryin' things same size as me No we ain't comin' to play-play (We ain't) If I swing this shit, ching this prick Watch man do up the nae-nae [Verse 5: Lil Rass] Shotgun come short like D9 (Baw) ZK come long like Renten Buck into me, I'll dice and blend men Do drills and they go unmentioned (True) Ching yutes and they go unmentioned (True) Old-school days, it was flickies and pushbikes Get 'round there tryna leave them ended Heat in my hand, ignite 'em (Grrr) Spin that wap like Dyson (Baw) I ain't down with the fightin' Tyson Headshots put a loud mouth boy silent (Shhh) Critical damage when I got that victim I'm gassed that he didn't start snitchin' (Snitch boy) Should've seen the way that I ripped him Tear through tops when I score with precision [Verse 6: AM] Niggas in the front, niggas in the back Headshot, Diddy bop, put him in the bag (Dudu) If a nigga lack then we put him in the grave We ain't hoppin' out the ride to bang them in the face (No) We ain't hoppin' out the ride to put it in a rib (Baw-baw) Head shot, Diddy bop, put him in a spliff (Dududu) Done what I done so it is what it is You won't last for a day if you live where I live, no cap And the bud same colour as Barney You already know say I ain't a yardie Baby, don't ask where have you gone though (Don't ask) You can still call me when you're on-nee (Calm) You get linked in the night like Bongo You ain't gonna see day like rondo Had a blue shirt lookin' at Barclays (Dududu) Put a red line through it like Congo (Mally) [Outro] Fumez the Engineer

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Credits

Writers
  • A.M (410)
  • Skengdo
  • Lil Rass