Repeat It – A92 (performed by Nikz & Ksav)

JBJ Productions
92 baby
Mm Mm
Scratch mixed it

Never ying that once
Never ying that twice
I just ying three times and repeat it
I got shooters that slap it for free
Man I bark it with ease
Do a drill and repeat it
What you know about digging in arm and repeatin
And make a man turn to a weakling
Repeat it, repeat it
Tryna ching a man out of his feelings
Never ying that once
Never ying that twice
I just ying three times and repeat it
I got shooters that slap it for free
Man I bark it with ease
Do a drill and repeat it
What you know about digging in arm and repeatin
And make a man turn to a weakling
Repeat it, repeat it
Tryna ching at a *** (It’s K)

I’m tryna put one in the bowl like Cleveland
They ain’t family guys and ain’t neither friend(No Way)
Load that chop tryna glide just pull up and burn a boy tryna leave man dead(Haha)
Yo boy got chinged and he fought for his life in the hospital boy yeah that boy just [?]
Til they rap back on the field like [?]
I’m scoring them goals I’m Creme De La Creme
What you know about shopping for back to school when your mumzy mad and this shank on me
If I get brucked it’s peak I’m finna show mumzy why I’m the YIC
On my moms I don’t care if you’re six foot cah make a mumzy cry when you’re 6 foot deep
Put him on the team make his mumzy rep that shirt now she’s sponsored by me
Lil scar on mans face like Tony Montana
Make sure you don’t sing like Rihanna
I peel off his back and open his māthā
Live two lives like Hannah Montana
Yes I live that rap and yes I trap
I’m a real don dada
Make an opp boy do legs more fine
I’m back in the field scoring goals like sana

Never ying that once
Never ying that twice
I just ying three times and repeat it
I got shooters that slap it for free
Man I bark it with ease
Do a drill and repeat it
What you know about digging in arm and repeatin
And make a man turn to a weakling (Ching, Ching)
Repeat it, repeat it
Tryna ching a man out of his feelings

Repeat It, Repeat It
Bring it back to the yard man clean it
Tryna ching a man out of his feelings
Back to the block breaking bad like Jesus
Slap that once tell the fans how I’m feeling
They add Ks to the A they don’t mean it
I get pissed when I take out the knife
Shoulda smoked that pack get high touch ceilings
They get PTSD when they hear the glllt bow
Yeah they get flashbacks when they hear that sound
Ayy baby how you gonna bust down when the gang come round
Huh, I might lick a man down
Bust shots to likkle man’s crown
I got a likkle man on the block for a big man
Make a big man turn likkle man now
Ayy they sayin look at man now
The gyal know I’m a boss in my town
Ayy we was tryna leave him wide open broski really tryna shoot a man down
Gllt Gllt bow You don’t wanna hear that sound
Cah that’s gang tryna lick off man’s crown
We circle the block tryna search [?] wheels on the bus go round and round
I’m in the back of this four door dressed in black
Tryna make a man’s family dress in black
Every other time that I run them packs got *** on my mind cah he shoulda turned pack
Windows down wig and my latex on that’s no DNA can’t lack
These type touch kids R Kelly
I had a bad B spill dutch like velli
5 plus 4 that’s 9 and about 9 have we got down ***
Feds wanna know the sauce they questionin’ us tell em bro don’t be nosey
Real rap man this ain’t shadow stories
Step round there and watch bro get pokey
They don’t come around here they cap they cap
I don’t lie church boy bro I’m holy
I told bro I’m no engineer but I’m bout these Fumez
I don’t need no plugged ins
Tryna ride out mans comin like surgeons circle
The block tryna dock man’s organ
I had a mask on my face while I done that cah
I want to be a free-man like Morgan
Put him in the air black force when I DigDat
Don’t be the one doing up bare talking
Bigger the show and I couldn’t give a monkey fuck [?] I ain’t due for the show
And I don’t care if you a bit of a big shot have a big man doing up ten toes
Got angry girl got banger back I don’t make no noise when I let that go
I just creep up silently man I tip toe
Tryna get three like tick-tack-toe

Never ying that once
Never ying that twice
I just ying three times and repeat it
I got shooters that slap it for free
Man I bark it with ease
Do a drill and repeat it
What you know about digging in arm and repeatin
And make a man turn to a weakling (Ching, Ching)
Repeat it, repeat it
Tryna ching a man out of his feelings

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