Dodgy, cgm - Rock N Roll

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Free the guys
Free Fizzy
Free Rage
Free J-sav
Free Hunch
Free YD
Gang Shit CGM
Lock n Load
Rock N Roll
My ex ting said that it’s over
But if I take a dick pic of my boner
I but she’ll come back like corona
They know that we litty committee it’s a pitty that I’m never sober Light skin
ting in this range she gon hop in the Rover
After the party the night ain’t over over broski let me get closer we just
strangle the handle like Homer
Bro put his girlfriend on the sofa and turned Lisa to a moaner in
In the kitchen whip with ammonia I’m baking sober with baking soda swing my
hand tryna shave mans older watch a pagan roll ovr
Chest and up can’t go no lower hop out the ding dong and fling my shouldr
Free bro out the can no cola make the phone line jumpy like soca
Drip just whipped that yola defo gonna bring that over and bro just copped him
a kettle not the one that sits by the toaster
I tell man straight, if his hat on his head says *** I want no cap.
And that’s no cap I grab and load that and up the pole on anyone on the ***
Lock N Load that and Rock N Roll, I have left the hatch back tryna find him
Two taps on the counter attack two attack. Who’s that? I can count who I
splashed
Move that, blue lights and van. I’m damned if rammed that’s a night in the can
J-sav on-sighted a man, that’s gang for him put a knife in your back
Don’t lack like a sad little man, get fried like it’s Sam’s with a nine let it
rap-cap
I smell them bars that’s rap cap
So I can’t even listen
Why do you think no members whipping
Were known for the 3-point main road piverts
That’s drop it in RS-spin it
I had to tell bro don’t miss it
Everything lit were in a 4 car convoy
Gyal at the window screaming out woi yoi
2 in the dots might die like boy boy
Get yourself boxed I ain’t talking Roy joy
Henny gets poured up
More bad bs get brought up
Don’t get caught up slip get bored up bored up
Bare mans t shirts torn up
I’m still wit the bros like Warner it’s slaughter
If i cut that corner
Just whipped up a 2 and a daughter pissed cus I lost that quarter
I don’t follow the rules like jah that’s why I slapped corn in zart and went
Kilburn for a petrol bath you won’t get that one that’s smart I’m really trying
to keep that obbo far
Sitting in the stu with writers block I had to shout AP like give me a start
ZK, Where do I start?
Could have changed his name to Bart, the way I bored him and he skated far
Fan’s ask me if I’m Dodgy
When they stop me, isit you in the mask?
I wanna give clues but I can’t
If the ascar clock, that’s me in the marsh
I can have this mash in my palm and drive this car that’s a multitask
The verbal I sit back and laugh
The kickback nearly broke my arm
I sit back in the back of the car cause I can’t get clocked by the anpr
I got murder on my mind like melly it’s far from Kelly he screams like R
Insert that in his belly and rise like semis and let that… Woi woi woi woi