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Shakewell – Take The Field Lyrics

Shakewell – Take The Field Lyrics

MTM, hit ’em with the heat

Woken up to a pint of Tuss, bitch I’m born to bust
Dangerous, all my clickies shifty and sheisty as fuck
Who want up, who want next?
Got one hundred on my neck, jewels
I break rules and cash checks, slide dicks inside my new TECs
Let’s air it out
Got a lot of enemies don’t talk about, don’t give ’em clout
I buy ’em one way tickets up to heaven clouds
I’m really bout sex, pistols, violence woke up on an island
Found out it was Johnny Depp’s, I’ll get sued if I talk ’bout it
Who wanna go toe-to-toe with the fiend, five-four?
Foe go, slap a 50 round inside my new gun, this .44
Got a .45 up in my new ride, it’s do or die
If he play ’bout mine then it’s a homicide

Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried ’cause the way I’m acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on laughing gas and why I’m still depressed for?
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried ’cause the way I’m acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on laughing gas and why I’m still depressed for?

Always thumpin’, we can get to bustin’ when I pull it on ’em
Need the substance, I’m a known druggie in my town and country
Need the money, when it comes to hundreds, bitch, I’m always hungry
Feeling funny, finna fuck the game up ’til my time is coming
Pressure from this metal make his heart sweat, he a foolie
Should’ve never beefed with the Shaker ’cause I’m a bully
Bitch, I got hands, got gang, got Glocks and toolies
We could get active, get ghost, demons talkin’ to me
Chopper shoppin’ turn to choppers droppin’ bodies all around
When this fully auto hip fire, better hit the ground
Hear the sound, when I close my eyes it’s all I’m hearin’ now
Women, child screamin’ but they daddy oppa gunned ’em down

Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried ’cause the way I’m acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on laughing gas and why I’m still depressed for?
Really hugging blocks, really toting Glocks on ten toes
Really off the shits, really, Bobo off them Benzos
Mama say that she be worried ’cause the way I’m acting mental
Spent a hundred bands on laughing gas and why I’m still depressed for?

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