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london style
- They do anything for cloud (Bitch)
- Fuck Chela
- (It's Kos finger, baby)
- He ain't on shit
- You know the mandem are coming
- (They do anything for cloud)
- (They do anything for cloud)
- (Pow)
- Can't even speak english and you're dissin'
- Catch Chela, he's gonna go missin'
- In love with Notti, stop the simpin'
- This AK will have him limpin'
- If I see a baguette I'ma burn it
- I'm in France and I'm purgin'
- Spinnin Paris with no permit
- I got here 'cause i earned it
- You got here off some cosplay
- Like bro, are you gay?
- I'll make you run like Tay K
- In London we don't play games
- We just get straight to the splashin'
- Stop dissin' deads, stop the cappin'
- In fact, just stop rappin'
- (Like fuck that shit, never heard that shit, Edotty here)
- What a fuck is a Chela? Nigga we gonn' clap you
- Mentionin' deads, it's a way you get pack too
- Try to push up on me, I'ma clap you
- We givin' belt on the ass and on them raps
- And them niggas ain’t never get active
- And on hots cause them niggas be cappin'
- Spinnin' trough Paris, try'na catch a body
- See lil’ Chela, he get in with Notti
- And I'm smoking his deads, so that boy can get active
- RPT buggin', you know shit get tragic
- If y’all want me, come find me in traffic
- Looking like Notti, nigga i might stab you
- Try'na be OY, nigga you a fan
- Stay in your place, that shit can get you banned
- (Aight is Dopey Kid from the south)
- Chela is a fucking idiot
- I don't even know why he talk on bro
- Stop cappin' on that fucking net'
- You really gonn' rise some smoke
- Chela is a fuckin' idiot and his mum a fucking hoe
- Don't make me back my shots
- I'm pushing you on fuckin' on floor
- Can't even speak english and you're dissin'
- Catch Chela, he's gonna go missin'
- In love with Notti, stop the simpin'
- This AK will have him limpin'
- If I see a baguette I'ma burn it (grah grah)
- I'm in France and I'm purgin' (grah grah boom nigga is that Phil Tk)
- Spinnin Paris with no permit (word to my death nigga suck my dick)
- I got here 'cause i earned it
- And im back on my shit, lookin' for lil chela
- Nigga keep dissin flock him any weather
- Brodie keep hawking totin a baretta
- Like spinnin thru paris niggas got me fed up
- Ayo cinz what we on?
- I’mma flick him hit em til he gone
- Wanna be notti he gon’ meet the lord like ima Keep poking leave em at store
- Bop, bop, Che Chela you better just stop
- Bop, bop, je suis a Paris petit gar
- Arrete, Arrete
- Pe petit garçon de moi qu'est ce que tu fais
- R runnin' with bro feelin', Why pulled up?
- If i don't got to pocke
- Put him right to bed
- (Bop, bop, Chela you better just stop)
- (Bop, bop, je suis a Paris petit gar)
- (Arrete, arrete, de ne ne ne ne ne aaah)
- (Gah, gang gang gang nigga)
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