410 - Think Again Part 2 lyrics

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410 - Think Again Part 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Sparkz] Came to your block, everybody run Verbals long, man a get bun Look at the score, score that's nuts Talk on the net, forehead rubbed Got me some grub and I built me a line Used to move Qs, now I re-up on 9s Out door late and I'm wizzing all the time Brockback there, give a f** about knives Them cold days when I didn't have nothing Girl used to bop, now the girl just s**in' Skeet in the eye, give a f** about f**ing Am to the lung, not chesse that bunning See four man but the man just running You say you see me, see me and T-Face coming Abz yeah he's savage will one bang done him YAM he's nuts so shave man's cousin Shave man's cousin Do man dirty Dem man moist Dem man nerdy Us man drillers Us man certy She said she wants Sparkz Say Sparkz is worksy Shave man's cousin Do man dirty Dem man moist Dem man nerdy Us man drillers Us man certy She said she wants Sparkz Know Sparkz is worksy [Verse 2: Skengdo] Not into the talking, just set it Was me in the night with the gang It's like the f*ggots forgetting Lurk where I can, I lurk with the gang And anybody crew get wetted Skengdo's known is a legend Dip my man is dem bredrin He asked me for the beef, get deaded Now I see my man on snaps Throwing up signs, man should've left him Know why I'm coming back Move one bird do it's a best ting Ring trap get bread in Got jakes on my back, dogs smellin' They want me and the gang where the cell is Free nine,TS and steggy Like I just phoned broski I told him I want them packs The location is all lowkey You best think again my dargg If you think I move far for my pokey Or even a smokey Bare am over here, real smokey 410 bagdad that's OC Kick down doors, best give it up I don't give a f** Said he went to bust his shot Man just shaved up the ra**clart mug f** all the 4s, everything mad You get juke juke in your head You won't think again you mug You best think again you mug [Verse 3: AM] Kick down doors, mine I don't kick down yours Free S9, please come home Free up the guys, free up the bros Free up the pum, give her the bone f** all the feds, leave me alone How are these b**hes calling my phone Kick down doors and run up in homes I'm tryna help, listen to me Come off the road, come off the streets Bring up a line, go get some bread Go feed your kids, then come and beef n***as are broke, n***as are neeks Run up the road, look at my feet You're 38, double my age I'm in the trap, double your pay I don't wanna hear what man has to say That ain't your skeng man put it away That ain't my friend get out the way 6 foot deep, man digging my grave OT trips like quay, quay Man get twist like nae, nae OT trips like quay, quay Man get twist like nae, nae Must've run from the dotty Must've run when you see man come I was in the car with dotty How you scream onsight gang When you ain't queffed nobody, funny funny Head you put a monkey on zanotti Should'a put a monkey on a shotty, dickhead

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