Next Up?

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Part 1 [Intro] Madara [Chorus] I'm sick of these stupid guys tellin' their stupid lies We really slide on them with 30s on blades on thighs, jump out and abandon rides I'm sick of these stupid guys tellin' their stupid lies We really slide on them, 30s on blades on thighs, jump out and abandon rides [Verse] We jump out, abandon whips, chat shit in your business suit and get fix And money hafta still get made, there's dark on light like a lunar eclipse Ride-out on my future shit, man know 12A's have been used to this And the Ds on my neck so much, can't breathe and that's what the nuisancе is We violent guys, doing violent guys, likе blud, did you catch my drift? We lurk and slide then spot and attack, then skurd and skurd and skid Nuff' chat from the paigons dem til' they all just heard what Hammerton did 2 hands dun' gripped on the spin and man's lurkin' for Loose1's vid Niggas tryna link with the opps, make vids with the opps, that's cool, I ain't causin' a fuss When I pull up and crash that corn, I pray everybody there gets touched I been lookin' for niggas since Winfield, and aw nah, I ain't got luck Man licked Lloyd1 off his ped, why you think that his leg was bruck? We violent guys, really violent things, like please, don't confuse this ting Touch more than 10, I don't just rap, do more than abusive thing We've been dun' skiddin', burnin' rub and I know man bruckin' up rims Still walk with it, R got 2, you know he's twinnin' with chings [Chorus] I'm sick of these stupid guys tellin' their stupid lies We really slide on them with 30s on blades on thighs, jump out and abandon rides I'm sick of these stupid guys tellin' their stupid lies We really slide on them, 30s on blades on thighs, jump out and abandon rides Part 2 [Intro] Madara [Verse] Had a whole pack in my gates, I bruck that down then I hit the estates I don't know for that car, that's dodgy, I gotta be on-point for these license plates They know how the Antis do, it's no link-ups but we sure got mates Lil' bro wanna take this 9R, you're inclined, can you push this weight? Bro, can you make this move? You'll get one for cheap or cheaper for two I back up mines and then laugh and smile and push that all the way through Got tingles sent to my spine 'cah that one there caught man like Woo We drive past, do jump-out gang, let's get it, you know there's no time for yutes Gotta get 'em this instant, talk double tap but you slap from a distance Do not lie to the viewers when you rap, please keep it all non-fiction If we don't get 'em today then we get back 'round 'cah we're so persistent I'm up top in the field, NBA with [?] just for assistance Juice, juice, juice, me n' bro tryna spill, like, all of it Ride [?], covered my dips, it's so attractive like an ornament You got forced to shoot that yute, LOL, that's so unfortunate Now you talk like you shot numerous guys, on my mum's life, stop forcin' it Pull up, crash, 12A did that three times in a day Still tryna pull up, tryna find where they stay, like, who's on who? Who's really OJ? Are you feeling OK? You must not be, man pull up, hop out, splash Like, you know you ain't forgotten your mate, man drown like Ronnie and Roxy