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I left the door on the latch If you want buj, man got that Whip a Z, 26 back, no doubt Them boy try run, let off two from the [? Could never be me Lyrics to Woi by Digga D from the custom_album_6005405 album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more! Push in my shank and twist it Jail two times, on the wing with my gang Digga D first emerged as part of West London crew 1011 before releasing a string of solo singles in 2017, including "Kill Confirmed," "Play for the Pagans," "No Hook," and "Next Up." Press on hammers, I ain't got no manners, his baby mum gave me ucky And I weren't surprised Upsuh with two g's, like Gucci Ban and TT smash it and dot that, chop that Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees My bro wanna lurk on opps, so we go round there on a 125 I dipped like 4 of them neeks If I had my man lookin’ like Nelly Ruin his sweater, put two in the ‘Retta It’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever Pebs in cling, that’s Oreo biscuits No face, no case and leathers All this talk on my name, how many times have I made you run? Back that dots, aim that high, live [?] Five man dash back, might be a hashtag He's wearing General's trackie and Trap Goes Dead is a fucking bum Remember that day, it was me, ZK, TY, and my bro Loose1 All the opp thots on man, too needy Left in the ring, now the sweets dem swollen Three piece in a bag, Kentucky Lyrics.com. Gyallie said she like me 'cause I'm sweet and I'm so hood And I stepped in a rave and a man got splashed Comfy in my ends, and I got beef in my own hood We got a big dilemma My gun dem with me, my gun den fi me Bore tongue, that's the best Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees, Digga D (1011) - Play for the Pagans Lyrics, Alicia Keys - Empire State Of Mind (Part II) Lyrics, Mary Chapin Carpenter - It's Ok to Be Sad Lyrics, Holly Humberstone - Fake Plastic Trees Lyrics. Gopz, ST, AD, and Tugz and both of them pussyhole twins Drilla got 12 'cuh he turned something corpse Could never be me Bait main road, bro don’t know better I dipped like 4 of them neeks Me and F was in the trap It’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever, Yo, whatever the weather, I’m steppin’ whenever Who them man tryna draw out? The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out Man try say that I run with my sword, is he fucking dumb? Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees My bro Digga D had the whole HR locked off when he crossed that bridge If I get my hands on a opp I ain't wetting him once, I'm wetting him numerous times See a opp right there, tell bro don't jerk the car Just keep it moving in line 4 and a half, got bags of ball and dust, man slap it … Back that rambz, [?] Cah I ain’t tryna lose this telly Back out the mash and drop that, shot that Get instant explanation for any acronym or abbreviation that hits you anywhere on the web! One hand in, can’t get the left leg up Hop back in and swerve He let that go like, “It’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever” Fiv door hatchback, lurk in the ***** Peng gyal on man from quay, man dip that down til I'm feeling pleased MSkum in the back, that's a problem for these yutes (Yeah) Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees Sav done dashed Creepz try draw me out when I was locked in jail, is he fucking dumb? Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees   Verbal abuse is long Akh, stop that The last time I saw him, his chest got bored out I'm going equipped, peds and whips, hand on hips Told them “Don’t get comfy” If I back my splash, he don't back it up I dipped like 4 of them neeks Like one of them boy gotta go? and press that Packs on me, rambz on me, push bike hitting them shoots Ain't got no patience, play for the pagans, man get smoked like trees Back that pole, ST got whacked I bet say if corn get fling, that’s red tape (Yeah) [Verse 2: Sav'O] When I hopped off the ped, they did a 100 metre track Get round there and ching man up, like anything B get wetted Heard there's a mash on sale, man cop that Jump out, try put him in a coffin Took you 20 shank wounds, now you're only bringing waps? And get chingy, chingy, chingy (Don’t leave him) While I flew to the town on pedal bike [Verse 1: Digga D] STANDS4 LLC, 2020. How many times have I rid on Bush MkThePlug & M1OnTheBeat Jump out the whip, man try run, I caught him and I chinged that punk Wait, that’s him, I swear? Opp block settings, on violent things I chinged my man on house block four Get caught by four of their dons and we all gave them four, then I made 16 I dipped like 4 of them neeks I’m burst (Yeah, yeah) JammaBeats [Verse 2: Sav'O] Man back out the mash and make your car dash, man know I'll press that It’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever, Fred again.. – Jessie (I Miss You) Lyrics. Jakes had man in Wormwood Scrubs, that's a minor setback

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