Sasuke ft. Chuks & Rose9 Lyrics

Sasuke ft. Chuks & Rose9 - Av9

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D-D-Diligence

X-10

I keep hearing Naruto

Over this side throw up your 9ers B

But we never ever add that two though

What's all the talk about Dbo "bolo" Fundz

You don't even make no Euro (no)

I saw Rex swing down like a madman

Put him on the floor, roll over, judo

The Anglo comes fat like a sumo

I've seen a big man step back like Harden

They say now that they're onto man

But I ain't been bucked, so I beg your pardon

I get bread, man's grafting

Belling up lines, I got junkies calling

They know I've got G's in the ends

Bad B's in the ends, she a chocolate darling

Man's been a bad boy like Martin

I heard he's a rider, with a sniper

I ain't ever seen him in the fields, he's a liar (one-two, one-two)

Don't talk that fire, your ting don't kick like

Harry Maguire

Trapline twerk like Nikz (shake it)

Hold your lip bitch, don't talk on the iners

Two got minor, don't be a silly billy

Or drilly really, game over, Stryder

On the strip, we get lit

Got back on the train, 'cause there weren't no whips And now they got bro on a 10 o' clock curfew If he ain't back on the dot, he's pissed (pissed off)

I've been down for the cause like Nito

Jugg like Kilo, take that risk (for real)

Glide on him he was gone like lightning

Pass me the rambo, let me get dicing

Heard bro got the link for the spin-spin ting

Now I'm gettin' wild thoughts like Bryson

Real life shit not Mario Kart

Gang really pull up and smash mans roads

Eight man in a ding-dong, spin the coupe, swerve

Late night lurk for the foes

Man's been on their block late nights

Slim thick ting looking cute, she nice

You say you're on badness rightMans laughing

what's all the nine-two hype

Badina, Badina, like Mia Khalifa

She cocking my shotgun, know that she

deepthroat

Bro said, "Put him in the air like Jordan"

"Put him in the air like Heathrow"

I don't wanna see off blow quick (boring)

BT wanna be the next Mbappe

GG on the field like Kante

Cah he got a new blade like Sasuke

We used to like pigs like Peppa

Now its bun the Gardaí, bun Síochána (whip, whip)

Whip the adona

Now we got streets all hot like a sauna

Beat dovwn tingy, ramzy tingy

Ching ya zimme, yinged up-

Might just creep up on man like a spider

Itsy bitsy, fist up my adoner

l assisted bro, man's CP3

You know I'll slide for him, he'll slide for me

My slime, my ski (my bro)

They know I don't play no games

Got ooters round that'll back that heat (Blaw, blaw!)

And if was tryna go jail

I'd shoot my shot like Pistol Pete

Blaw, Biaw, Blaw, Blaw

I keep-l keep hearing Naruto

Over this side throw up your 9ers B

But we never ever add that two though

What's all the talk about Dbo "bolo" Fundz

You don't even make no Euro (no)

I saw Rex swing down like a madman

Put him on the floor, roll over, judo

The Anglo comes fat like a sumo

I saw Rex swing down like a madman

Put him on the floor, roll over, judo

The Anglo comes fat like a sumo

I've seen a big man step back like Harden (step back)

They say now that they're onto man

But I ain't been bucked, so I beg your pardon I get bread, man's grafting

Belling up lines, I got junkies calling

They know I've got G's in the ends

Bad B's in the ends, she a chocolate darling Man's been a bad boy like Martin

D-D-Diligence

X-10