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Creed (feat. YA & TzGwala)

Lucii

Letra

    What you tellin' them, v?
    Yeah, big up lucii, ya know
    Real ga's think that day, you get me
    Fuck all the mateys, you get me, come on
    Come on, live corn, gang come on
    (Mzy mixed this, sk, this one's cold)
    I said: Buck into you with my rambz

    But I dashed it away, bucked into a fed
    If you see that mask with a
    Long nose in a real life
    Better do them legs
    It's voodoo living and juju dippings
    I just got nfa big guns, big blades
    I ain't got time for a game
    I said: Buck into you with my rambz
    But I dashed it away, bucked into a fed

    (Phew)
    And I've lost, I'm tapped in my head
    So buck into me right now, or you're dead
    Who's that? Let me hop off the ped
    Tryna chop off a head when
    My arm gets stretched
    Show 'em the metal and make it a mess
    Then pray to the devil, I left no f's (rah)
    666, that's the three numbers
    That I fuck with
    Pull up in tracksuit's, my man dump it
    Pigs on the whip
    'Bout to dash them gloves kway
    Gon' jump out, ching man then jump in
    Swing it at z1, and had him all jumpin'
    (Swing that) uh, fifteen nit's get shoved
    And lookin' at bro
    I can tell that he loved it
    Bring bro, show man how to pattern
    I take my soul then I cut to the jinns
    Like candles, goats get strangled
    'Cause fuck birds

    I ain't chillin' on wings (fuck that)
    Satan, I'm a child of him
    I get demon thoughts, man
    I can't even think
    And my man got juiced at a party
    Lean in piss, now, he can't drink (nah)
    J done dashed for his life fuck sake, man
    I should've put doors more swift
    Why them man throwin' up blues?
    Black over here, some wannabe crips (neeks)
    See all of them on the maze
    Panic, run, droppin' the chips (rah)
    I'm outside 24's like fritz (luc', luc')
    How you think that I'm paid
    All full like mitch? (Luc', luc')
    They lie on tracks (they lie)
    They lie on snap (they lie)
    They lie on the internet
    And don't talk about how
    They run with shanks (facts)
    Reeko done one, and he left his gang (why?)
    Appallin' me from him (washed)
    Like why am I beefin' ratz?
    Friends are washed, and killed off a civ'
    Anytime I step on your block
    I'm comin' to rip and tear through flesh
    (Splash) last time that I bucked my
    Rambz, prick got away

    I said: Never again
    I done spent two days on my room just
    Prayin' to God like: When will it end?
    (End) then I stepped outside on
    Violence, had an assignment, at it again
    (Again) like, what do you mean? (What?)
    None of them boy they're bad
    Jj got chinged in his back, and z1
    I don't run when I swang my rambz
    Jv got poked as well, and since that day
    I ain't seen that fag' (got poked by me)
    Splash, splash
    It's only my works lucii raps (it's facts)
    It's voodoo living and juju dippings
    I just got nfa (nfa)
    Big guns, big blades
    I ain't got time for a game
    (Splash, splash)

    Fuck up a beat, won't fuck up a neek
    Just lift it up high and aim (pow, pow)
    Do it like v, man, rinse that, spin man
    Shoot at your bloodclart brain
    Man knows this driver part of the gang
    It's an unknown taxi (that's gang)
    And the mandem's eyes all peeled
    Bro got the 44 long in the backseat
    44 bulldog, man pop that smoke, no spot
    No acne (boom)
    Gonna burn them garms, gonna grab
    Some munch with the mandem, fancy
    (That's mad)
    Spray paint like banksy, grab the
    Xabad, man blow it, bow
    Gettin' man mad, it's goin' down
    Gettin' my mat, just throw it out
    (Throw it out there)
    It's like: What are you on?
    Beat that block, no hox (nah)
    I don't make no bets, step 'round here
    Stop makin' frets (ay, stop it)
    Every time that we leave our yard
    Better know that we're takin' risks
    (That's risky) not risk of the opps
    Risk of the metropolitan cids (oh, shit)
    'Cah they're onto the gang
    In a blue district, we're the most wanted

    (Why?) 'cah they know what we do
    Even the government knows that we on this
    (Ah, right) if you see that mask with a
    Long nose in a real life
    Better do them legs
    'Cah my broski shootin' a movie
    But it still slip at a paigon's head
    (That's facts)
    Man's been to the strip, got
    Me a mil' though, didn't see no one
    And it came to be all like sa
    But if that was the case then
    He would've done hold one


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