ACG - MAZ x BANKZ x Fumez the Engineer - Plugged In Freestyle

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Dizz & Maz] Are you listening? Big up Double M and Bankz, them man are representing for the ends right now Like fam, I don't understand all of this rudeboy, man's locked up, you know what I'm saying, man are out here making all these tunes and dat, and I've got man in jail shouting man to dead this beef What's that all about? C'mon fam these man are puppies to man rudeboy, these man are chihuahuas, you get it Man's a real nigga fam Two Style, I know you're behind this beat You know what I'm saying, the streets know this fam, you get me, the streets are missing man, bro You know what I'm saying, soon home anyway ,don't watch that Fumеz the Engineer, Plugged In, c'mon, ACG shit Free all the mandеm, free Dizz, free Rambzi, free Trizz, free LK, free Castr6, bang your fucking doors Gang shit [Verse 1: Maz] He got chinged and he sang like Mabel So how can I rate that yute? Chubz got chinged back then by Castr6 Then he got chinged by 192 Tiny chinged up Woosh He was writing statements too Still got CJ flavoured zoot I'll pull up on man tryna aim and shoot [Verse 2: Bankz] Slide round with two in the broomstick Slap corn till spin ting toothless Gotta lay low from gang unit They want me back on the wing like Lucas Put two in the sawn-off dots, I slapped that off, best keep it moving And all he ever did was talk, so I swang that sword till we left him muted [Verse 3: Maz] CJ got shot in the head Now, he's stuck in a grave 'cah he lacked in Gate How can a dickhead make that mistake And think he ain't gonna get splashed or blazed? Do drills in the night or day Get round Stratford, Chadd Green or Gate Multiple times Pablo got shaved He wrote statements, he should be ashamed [Verse 4: Bankz] I'm beefing a bunch of muppets, fuck it Step with a rambo, tucked in The opps ain't smoking nuff So allow this talking, yeah, allow this ruckus CJ got his head back busted Show that the bells and dots do justice My nigga don't do no bluffing Skrr round blocks, tryna blow off your pumpkin [Verse 5: Maz] Put ten in your back like Wayne 'Cause I'm a hot head like Rooney I hop out the hoopty, I'm going insane Free all my drillas all locked in the cage Sweets in the mash, no candy canes I rise that up if I'm heading to Gate Sweets in the mash, no candy canes I rise that up if I'm heading to Gate [Verse 6: Bankz] He ain't spilling no liquid Stop all the lies your heart ain't with it You ain't chop no one to a midget Buck P9 then you best start sprinting And bro stepped out with the dot-dot On the opp block in the whip no hot box Rubbers on deck, no condoms Don't get hit on the mains with the one pop [Verse 7: Maz] Opps wan' talk 'bout lockdown Fuck lockdown, pop doors, get shot down I was there on your block, when Ish got run down And he nearly got gunned down Spun that whip and his bro got chinged So I guess it ain't fun now Make man swim in a river of juice Might ching him, now he's in a blood pile [Verse 8: Bankz] Smoking a blunt, no one can stop us Put six in your back like Pogba Do a movie tryna win me an Oscar And lemme just get this straight If she don't give brain, I won't even bother Got nicked with a twenty-two inch The officer said "This blade is a long one" Free TT he got nicked with a borer [Verse 9: Maz] Had to show my runner how to bank that pack He was moving nervous We got light and b, what ever you need That's excellent service Put two in the dots, six in the spins You know the 6ixers are lurking Put two in the dots, six in the spins You know the 6ixers are lurking [Verse 10: Bankz] Let me tell you about the life I live If the plug comes one gram short It's his own damn fault when I burn that bridge And gangs got unlimited drills So step out ya door, it's your life you risk Scrape that food out the pot, that's maximum prof' When I wrap it in cling This is the life I live [Outro] Fumez the Engineer