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gi - smack haze كلمات الأغنية

no comment filled the evidence book, check the veterans look
some of the boys they be selling the stuff
i don’t judge them, medicine spread it in blunts
got me self a delicate m-ff, who’s not the best of a cook
an elegant sl-t that never remembers to flush
but keeps it hush when i’m on the suss with intelligent crooks
and doesn’t mind me being dressed like a scruff
street eminence struck and he was left in some cuffs
i’m from a place where every residents rough
and f-cked suffering from revenue cuts
see i was chilling listening to grover washington
watching the polo’s washing in the sink
i don’t be washering, i roll with doctrines
that think before they hold you hostage and then if you blink then the only option is to run
cause i run with the lads, you running with f-gs
you handbags get cut-up and put into bags and thrown into vans
and left in undiscoverable lands, you understand?
when they’re under demand they put your gut in your hand for under a grand
under the sand, i know some crack-pipes that do it for just a couple of grams
i’m looking to dan, i look to the fam’ for guidance
violence got me walking round with a f-cking minus
sign this, scratch no deals we avoid them,
sometimes i do be thinking i’ve no either no luck or i’ve bad luck
got me in the bad-books with a fat pump sticking up your ladbrokes,
visualising always end up in some handcuffs
f-ck it anyway i brushed it off like it was dandruff
scheming up our next ambush, seeing where it lands us
if you speaking our language, you peeping the stanzas
deep beneath in its canvas
beats from the streets where they brand us bandits
never had our chances handed,
creeping, advancing like a d-ck on some p-n-s enhancments
but you ain’t f-cking with the real we ain’t believing you chancers
i see the surveillance vans circulating, doc-menting all the perpetrating
while the serpents waiting, observing as the circles breaking
yo are you fearing satan, if he was appearing blatant
would you take a couple of grand desert your mates and serve the bacon?
you f-gs is girly face it
i’ll make you watch while i give your girl a facial
you rats be in the circuit racing
i’m clearly wasted i’m puffing on the pearly tasting
i’d nearly swear it’s laced in gear, that’s just being out-straight kid
smack haze that’s what we call it!

- gi

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