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[Intro] Yo, yo Aye, Kenny, I had to draw for the Avirex for this one [Verse 1] I thought you knew that we were top squeezers Go shopping and we roll with the Visas Buy the whole shop, gyal are like 'Jesus' Start doing anything to please us B22s, not Filas Yo, all my bruddas are diligent For the money, man move militant (Gimme dat, gimme dat) Chasing 100 Ms Not on dat get rid of 'em (Small boy ting) I ain't signing a record deal Cah right now man ain't feeling 'em (Indie ting) See a ting with a African back Try know man is wheeling 'em (Chill wit' the big boys) Man wanna talk about houses They wanna talk about ounces (Different convo) Man wanna talk about land They wanna chill on their couches (Lazy bozo) Man wanna gеt this bread They wanna chill with the mousеs We don't tolerate disrespect You'll be on BBC announcements [Verse 2] I'm a protector Pum injector Ordered a new whip Not a Vectra Tell my young G Give him the green light You'll be heading home In a stretcher What, you never knew? This is my zone I eat MCs Hannibal Lecter Nipple erector I'm a director Not a deflector Money collector (Pow) Yeah, I'm Lethal the B (Pow) One of the G.O.A.Test tunes (Pow) You know what that does to rooms (Pow) Bad Boy like P Diddy Combs (Pow) I make timeless classics Tell me who else is making these tunes? See me one up or with the goons Or at the Banya with the tycoons [Verse 3] I sound cold when I spit a new rhyme New rhyme means more dough, more grind Ain't nothing new, I make dough all the time Ain't nothing new, I got gyal on my line Man wanna rob, that's cool that's fine Don't complain when you run upon a nine Niggas wanna come and try and take what's mine, yo Fuck that nigga, right now is my time, yo Every single nigga got a one line flow They're not good but I've got some of those hoes Yeah, yeah I've got some of those waps Yeah, yeah I've got a friend with those Blacked out whip, better be on your toes Non-stop beef going on the roads I'm a rude boy I wear runaway clothes Don't give a shit anymore and it shows [Outro] I ain't no John Wayne on the roads Name's Max and I cause pain on the roads Done with the keys, done with the Oz Oi Finn, aye, turn up, yo, yo I ain't no John Wayne on the roads Name's Max and I cause pain on the roads Done with the keys, done with the Oz Feeling me? Then turn up all your stereos