Mad About Bars - S6-E19 (Pt.2)

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[Intro: Kenny Allstar] Alright, let's go back in Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Kenny Allstar [Verse 1: Broadday & Lil Dotz] The dirty Luger, load it up (Baow) Put two in his wig and roll him up (Haha) Instant death, he ain't holdin' up Dirty 7up in my cup (Gang) Ten man beefin' the whole of the ends (Grrt) For my dead bros, I rise my skeng (Look) I know how to cat by your mum's yard (Look) And put two bells where your lungs are (Baow, baow) [Verse 2: Lil Dotz] Watch them ask God questions why Like "Why them niggas just took my life?" (Why?) Get a can of coke, let me bleach this knife I laugh not cry when Gucci died (Haha) But pay respect They don't hear so they must see dеath Close one eyе, let me clean and press Bench press him Leave the fuck boy stretched, mess (Grrt) [Verse 3: Broadday & Lil Dotz] Spent too much days in a rusty trap (Long) With the same old nitties, makin' racks I couldn't even say what I made off crack (Don't know) Me and Hitman been stretchin' yola (Quick) Bicarbonate not baking soda Whatever you do, don't disturb my P's I'll dash my jeans if I see any crease (Look, look) Got nuttin' but hate for the fuckin' police [Verse 4: Lil Dotz] I hate the jakes 'cah they locked my bruddas (Fuck them) PC Smith, suck your mudda (Pussy) I still sling shots like I'm a slingshot If I roll the plug, give half to my buzzin' Go-go, that's bro-bro, my bludda (Gang) Turn them pack, khalas, done up I'm in the kitchen stretchin' the biscuits Half past 9, let me reload my runner [Verse 5: Broadday] I like the Bentley Bentayga (Skrrt) I like the Glock with the laser (Grrt) I like my bitches thick The type to swallow my dick (Neck) Free Pooh Shiesty, he got everyone thinkin' they're shiesty (Free him) Free Big Meech, blow money fast on the beach Drill up the place then skeet I don't stab one time, I always repeat (Ying) [Verse 6: Lil Dotz] Repeat it, we don't repent (Nah) Cheff man's head, neck, torso Don't wanna hear no gasps, he's dead (He's dead) Now, blow up the car with pet' I drill it for AGB, my brothers, I got them man 'til the end (Gang, gang) Swingin' my rambo, dig out his chest He try play brave and got his arse splegged
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Credits
- Writers
- Broadday
- Lil Dotz