Z To A

(DT5 on the beat, DT5 on the beat)
(Elevate, this mix sounds mad)
(YJ made this)

No Ivy, boys in blue're just babies
I was in jail, gon' chop a fella
Gotta Roc-A-Fella like Jay-Z

Ain't in the Y when I'm on the glide
And the 51 ain't for the wrap, West London
If she got bunda like Ms. London
Make him an ex and let's have fun then

Three W's like wewantwraiths
'Cah we had dingers and we had faith
2.2s or big V8s
.44s and chase any opp estate
They bust U-turns when they clock my face

I told T.scam just "Snap it" like SR
Me, I'm more of a Stabbеr
Man better mind their Qs and Ps 'round mе
You know what I mean, don't correct my grammar

Said "Little man always dappy your veins"
I'll put it in dubz and hit that town
Had a dream like MLK that feds wanna stop him 'cah he's brown

Bands make her dance like Juicy J's
So after we jeet, I can't be found
In the back of the ride, gold eagle eye
Tell H "Spin back, just spot me a clown"

Pop Out like Polo G, and hit man's head, John F. Kennedy
Real motherfucker like Eazy E
I'm in the white house, ain't in DC
I don't need scale to bag this B
Just give me a table, cling and sheets

Anything goes for Active Gxng
Our guns get banged like hoes get beat
Just throw up an A if you fuck with me
For any of my brothers, I make you bleed
My loyalty is sworn to the AGBs
Free AR, till my AGs free
Just throw up an A if you fuck with me
For any of my brothers, I make you bleed
Loyalty is sworn to the AGBs
Free AR, till my AGs free

Locked up in my teens, no GCSEs
Still give you a backwards A-Z
Bro stepped in the scene, G-lock in his jeans
Sharpshooter, he don't need no beam

We fill magazines and do Mazzalines
Then cover our traces with gasoline
Crack in' my hand, don't need Vaseline
I'll get that gone from the local fiend

Grim Reaper, bro's keeper
Tryna get twin heaters
Measure my shank it's a meter
Always been Horrid like Henry, never been a Perfect Peter

Horrible sight, like jeepers creepers
No choke holds, neck shots put man in a permanent sleeper
Gang X'd him like a feature
Gang get busy with Sammys and beaters

Don't lack if the kid get hit with bells
Cross me, I put hands on nails
Just got intel it failed, now I'm somewhere else
Tryna get down someone else

Don't lack if the kid get hit with bells
Cross me, I put hands on nails
Just got intel it failed, now I'm somewhere else
Tryna get down someone else

Anything goes for Active Gxng
Our guns get banged like hoes get beat
Just throw up an A if you fuck with me
For any of my brothers, I make you bleed
Loyalty is sworn to the AGB
Free AR, till my AGs free
My loyalty is sworn to the AGBs
Free AR, till my AGs free

Anything goes for Active Gxng
Our guns get banged like hoes get beat
Just throw up an A if you fuck with me
For any of my brothers, I make you bleed
Loyalty is sworn to the AGB
Free AR, till my AGs free
My loyalty is sworn to the AGBs
Free AR, till my AGs free (Gang, suwoo)

(DT5 on the Beat, DT5 on the beat)
(YJ made this)



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