Wanna Know?

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[Chorus] Wanna know why they call me Workrate? 'Cah in the streets, Workrate gets chingy I remember that day so clearly Me and SB bored up, silly Fifteen chings, we did that swiftly SB dished that six bop fifty Slice us hats, no shank, sticky Fuck it, metal pole, just swing it [Verse] I was borin' the stomach and back and titties Back to my ends, my cheff was stinking Remember that day with ChingDat? We done him up funny like Sinbad Two fifties, they're twinning, swinging Pissed that we never got to bill that Or remember that time with S? Broski feeding his rambo paigon stress Had me racing with Zino, S Move out, let mе feed him this sword instead He watched his cousin, wе kept on cutting like a scene from Scream, is he dead? Civilians screaming, it's dread Draw us out, you get fed You want clout? Go on then We put opps in raasclaat zegs It was four of us with only blades Had twenty paigons running away Fat boy tripped, stressed, we kept on dippng and cutting away Thank Allah, that I never caught bird for the things I done or the things I say The girl surprised how I speak so violent and we still pray 5 times a day Step off the Maghrib, go do a mad ting Pray Ishaa, pray to turn them prey We got opps, it gets on tops, on God if we could, we'll change today We got opps, it gets on tops, on God if we could, we'll change today [Bridge] Niggas know, that I'm from it, nothing changed, you get me? [Chorus] Yo, wanna know why they call me Workrate? 'Cah in the streets, Workrate gets chingy I remember that day so clearly Me and SB bored up Kaos, silly Fifteen chings, we did that swiftly SB dished that six bop fifty Slice us hats, no shank, sticky Fuck it, metal pole, just swing it
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