Shanks And Shivs – ONEFOUR

Shanks and shivs
I swear that’s all we need

Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all we need
When we go to there to take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch
Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all I need
When we go to there, take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch

Big shank on my hip (Hip)
Long Rambo one had me walking stiff
Cruise with T and six in the clip
Looking for ops to put this is (Pop)
‘Cause I love the feelin’
Hold on and squeeze it
Big man squealin’
I try to take his life
But instead it’s pride I’m, stealin’
Them big lads with their buckers
Who ya kiddin’?
It’s Onefour the realest
Free my team I miss ’em
Free my team I miss ’em ay
And shout out them boys from six side (Sixty)
Crew hold poles and grip knives (Grip it)
Damn, squeeze it, ish fly
And you see all them bitch hide

Call me YP (YP)
AKA that dipper (Dip dip)
Young boss of my hood
And like my brothers lad
I’ve been itching to squeeze that trigger
Tryna catch them gronks
Drill them dogs
Still his blood like liquor
And if cops on me
No more FB
See me on Wickr
Them boys they tweak like Twitter
Heard there’s dogs on the field (What?)
Everyone link up quick
Get in the car and grip that steel
We war like swords and shields
That side they ride for the snap
‘Cause my team we ride for the kill
Tryna drill them boys like
The way his blood got spilled

Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all I need
When we go to there, take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch
Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all I need
When we go to there, take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch

On parole for that 419 and I’m pressin’ (Suits)
Forty-eight till I’m back inside facing twenty-five in that section (I will)
Sure to say will I reoffend when I’m with the crew is the question
Maybe not but what will I do when the opposition starts flexing?
Fuck ’em, what’s with this nonsense?
Hold up lemme stop this
Onefour hazard to opps so cops took me for a hostage
Yeah I have no conscience
Some think that I lost it
Fresh home 2018 and I’ll still shank an op till he’s unresponsive
These ops are losers

I’m on that beef like butchers (Butchers)
I shoot my shots like snooker
In my enemy fields riding for kills
My ching doing blocks like soldiers
Louie V’s be my loafers
Them boys on super soakers (What?)
They bridgin’ up but please don’t bluff (No way)
This game we playin’ poker
Check the statistics, look at he books
When ops see me them boys look shook
I got day ones like Manu Crooks
Invading your spot like Captain Cook (Invading)
Never too hot to wear my hood (No way)
‘Cause if I see an op in a public spot
He will get cheffed just like he should
Run if you could

Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all I need
When we go to there, take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch
Shanks and shivs (Shanks and what?)
I swear that’s all I need
When we go to there, take that trip
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s lurk (Eshay)
No Bally when eetswa throw on my shirt
Chuck it on and let’s ‘earch
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