CT - We're Winning lyrics

{intro} Realist strizz on the beat {chorus: ya & ace} I ain't been in the field since young But i've chinged up bare big men, stop tweaking (ching) Ching up a yute in his head You know i love it when juice starts leaking (ching) I don't give no chat to the opps (no) It's the big fat dot-dot that's speaking (brap) Hella man run from gang When the bruckback ting gets beated (bow) I've been in the field from young Tryna ching a man out of their bludclart shoes (ching, ching) Same way that i give it to a kid Is the same way i give it to a man in loubs (haha) That big bruckback holds two Who's that yute? (bow) Slap it, slap it in that way, that broom Let's see who drops Man try trip up and run, get shot (bow) {verse 1: ya} My bros are way too cheffy (ching, ching, ching, ching) We've chinged like a hundred man Ace give it in chests, i give it in headie (headie) Lil savvy give it in belly (belly) And drench love splash with the sammy (chinging) But haff got chinged with the zk (neek) The opps ain't on their block (no) I'll slide over there with a segway (slide) On the back road sh*t gets sticky I beg you don't lack at least with a flicky (don't lack) Squeezy love ching up anyone pickneys (ching it) Skengdo whacked up blancz and mizzy (dickhead) Jailhouse settings, now who's bad? (who's bad) fu*k man up, no you ain't getting stabbed (no) Free all the ct members (free 'em up) Hands on bro, ride back for vengeance (dickhead) Jazzondrills love rap 'bout us (dickhead) But your sis' love shake her batty (b*tch) And i heard that your older's dead So from us that's rest in piss (dickhead) The opps love chat but they ain't on sh*t (neeks) How many times have we taped off strips? On the opp block man bring them sticks Invest in skengs, fu*k all their friends (fu*k them) On the opp block juice must spill (spill) Lurk on the hill tryna get that kill Run a man down with the stainless steel (why you running?) Open chest, blades in flesh Sa's dead up, i hope sd's next (neeks) You can call me a ct vet But i've only been out in fields for secs (for seconds) I'll run man down 'til i run out of breath (bow) {chorus: ya & ace} I ain't been in the field since young But i've chinged up bare big men, stop tweaking (ching) Ching up a yute in his head You know i love it when juice starts leaking (ching) I don't give no chat to the opps (no) It's the big fat dot-dot that's speaking (brap) Hella man run from gang When the bruckback ting gets beated (bow) I've been in the field from young Tryna ching a man out of their bludclart shoes (ching, ching) Same way that i give it to a kid Is the same way i give it to a man in loubs (haha) That big bruckback holds two Who's that yute? (bow) Slap it, slap it in that way, that broom Let's see who drops Man try trip up and run, get shot (bow) I ain't been in the field since young But i've chinged up bare big men, stop tweaking (ching) Ching up a yute in his head You know i love it when juice starts leaking (ching) I don't give no chat to the opps (no) It's the big fat dot-dot that's speaking (brap) Hella man run from gang When the bruckback ting gets beated (bow) I've been in the field from young Tryna ching a man out of their bludclart shoes (ching, ching) Same way that i give it to a kid Is the same way i give it to a man in loubs (haha) That big bruckback holds two Who's that yute? (bow) Slap it, slap it in that way, that broom Let's see who drops Man try trip up and run, get shot (bow) {verse 2: ace} Pull up to my block, might see with squeezy 'n' dat (hello, hi) I still throw c's and that I live what i rap, still up in that trap Slang that pack, tell the cats I lurk in the kennington flats tryna take off hats (bow) I got round there with my shank, tryna ct attack (ching) You know what i'm smoking on? latz Big fat pack, hold that Swing that pack to the gang That's a little jezzy for a gang (uh huh) Remember when dan got 'napped by the rem (remember dat) Death soon come little man, be patient You saw how latz died on the pavement (dead up) Your whole team started shaking (uh huh) I stepped on spot, last time suttin' got got on their block (ching, ching) I left that dots cah' is was not worth that drop I swear man are beefing eediats Cheffed him once (ching) One near his spine and next in his side Two more in his chest like "eurgh" (eurgh) Look at the ni**a just #leaky Talk about "one in the chest", your older's dead You shoulda take your own advice instead Talk on my name, you're dead (hahaha) That sh*t don't make no sense On gard Look at the ni**a just #leaky Talk about "one in the chest", your older's dead You shoulda take your own advice instead Talk on my name, you're dead That sh*t don't make no sense {chorus: ya & ace} I ain't been in the field since young But i've chinged up bare big men, stop tweaking (ching) Ching up a yute in his head You know i love it when juice starts leaking (ching) I don't give no chat to the opps (no) It's the big fat dot-dot that's speaking (brap) Hella man run from gang When the bruckback ting gets beated (bow) I've been in the field from young Tryna ching a man out of their bludclart shoes (ching, ching) Same way that i give it to a kid Is the same way i give it to a man in loubs (haha) That big bruckback holds two Who's that yute? (bow) Slap it, slap it in that way, that broom Let's see who drops Man try trip up and run, get shot (bow) {outro: ya} Ya, you know how it fu*king goes man Ct sh*t o, you know Free perm, free blench, free creepz, free rise Huh, s fresh home, you know how the ting goes Free velly, man, on god Free skeng, fu*k the paig's fam Man you know how we coming man