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London View Rmx ( Slowed + Reverb )

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(It's Havok, baby)

(I swear that's Ekayy)

(Heatmaky got the hit, though)

They run when they hear that the ting' goes bang

Sku-dudu, dudu, bang

Do it on my ones or do it with gang

Jump out cars or jump out vans

Elevate, this mix sounds mad

(Ay, Rzon, what we sayin', cuz?)

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

In the club, nuk po nalet

She f**s with the opps, nuk falet

Leni hallet, i du paret

Boot down doors edhe midis Tiranet

They want me on the wing like Mahrez

But I'm still in the field like Suárez

In the four by four mes natës

Cah we get money regardless

They chit-chat shit, but my opps still love me

We hit back quick, so they can't stay comfy

Three, two, one when I back this pumpy

Sound of this peak got the whole block jumpy

Hold tight 'cah the ride's too bumpy

I beg bro, "Crash this car if you love me"

I said "Yo, who's that man in the passy?"

Close the distance, so a man get splashy

Stop fidgeting 'cah it might go bang

They run when they see the .44 in my hands

Sku-du-du, du-du, du-du, bang

Sav's in a wound, we don't use his hands

She shakes it well, she ain't makin' martinies

She a p**r, wants it hard and freaky

Don't play games 'cah the game's too easy

Don't tease me, just please me (Bang)

We go 'round and 'round like Karma

Let's see which opp is gonna run faster (Don't run)

We don't sing like them like a pastor

Do a juke, bare gum straight after

They don't chill no more by the Costa

Out here 24/7 on my grafter

Shave these opps like a barber

Surely, you gonna need more than a plaster

Bakamazsın bize dik dik

Kaç kilo ittik, kaç kişi siktik (Wee)

Sweep up the opps like pislik

We slide to the Nizz, to the çiftlik

North London bizi biliyo' herkes

Turnpike Lane, bizim merkez (Shh)

Get back, gang biz geliriz çok ters

So bro slap on my song, play son ses

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

(Marini, you kno')

Shit is peak when I hop out (Oh)

Splash a G then I duck out (Ah)

Man, I get it done, I don't call out

And I smoke my weed 'til I pass out

Got load of boxes, don't run, now

Call the number and find out (Boy)

If they want beef, I just turn 'round

Grab a shooter and I fly out (Skrr)

Chill with Toni, no tok-tok (Tok-tok)

Weed, coco (Coco)

Still on run from the popo (Popo)

Lots of standin', no motor (Motor)

Feel like winnin' the lotto

Crazy b**h, yes, she loco

Man be sweet, sikur choco

Feds are gettin' a photo (P**y)

(E10 shit you kno')

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

They run when they hear that the ting goes bang (Bang)

Sku-du-du, du-du-du, bang

Do it on my ones, or do it with gang

Jump out cars, or jump out vans

Rolex with more than one

Hands in the air when I rise this gun

Bang on the opps, we do it for fun

Ride on us, are you f**n' dumb?

Did you want wanna back MK in the front?

I fell in love with this Russian

Clap, corn for your hella guys, run

My bro does drills for livin'

For the right price, we will dip M1

He are my bro, my killy

He told me to woosh like have that one

Really been takin' trips

But the paigons, them man come vouch

The hand ting comes in handy

Even if you see, you get corn fly out

Civilians, get out the way

We're still slappin' it in front of crowds

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