[Jay Lekz:] Jay Lekz I'm still widdit I'm a die hard straight Bruce Willis Small snippet 'Blood got spilled but district drillers have now been drilled Cos I hit them all, never ask Run that ball, never pass Spit these bars but trust I'm still on the field I'm only 110, cuz my brothers live for that ride Lads never fold to that knife These opps never witness my kind Never see 'em in the 21 district (naah) Tryna tick off this hitlist (naah) I take the heat when I back my hood Then smile Optimus Prime That breed? Constrictor I read em all like a scripture Can't follow me coz I'm quicker But your girl follows my insta (woo) Peel these opps like a sticker I talk that shit but I dont pretend Who got hit and I'll do it again Numerous trips but someone got sent Woop woop [x3] What now? What now? Something you don't wanna discuss? Woop woop [x3] Lesson learnt 21 JayLekz runnin a muck
[A1:] This is one for my opps (one for, one for) This is one for my opps (one for, one for) We out here sending shots Come and get smoked if you test my block It's been a long time since I been back It's been a long time since I've been mad Comin thru with that crew we some real lads Going crazy going mental like we real mad Real mad like some real cats Y'all better kick back and relax Coz if you tryna get jumpy then you about to get real jacked You get real jacked if you out here talking real smack Them lads not hood Them lads are rooks They're all for looks Those trips they took Lad they never stepped foot in my hood There's a opp round here I'm on that That 21 I'm from that Those tough streets yeah I've been on that Walk through any man's block with the hood on my back Got that (shhhh) in the back Got it strapped at the back Case I gotta pop back No talk dis dat Lad yeah I stay strapped Run a opp down guess he'll never come back Dems lads they tryna act tricky One to your back call you Ricky Hold it down till death for my district My whole team eats but it's 21 strictly 21 strictly getting kinda risky if they tryna act iffy wif me Jay leks by my side with that whiskey Got rongotti with the hammer feeling shifty Feeling shifty I do it all day 24/7 Send them opps to the heavens Workn with my brethens Got Maliq with that Mac 11
[Mac 11:] Mac Eleven the don I about to purge like Freddy It's 21 District trust me lads them pussies ain't ready They talk about opps in the lock Yea i've been there time served Now these kids want to disrespect them OG Jail Birds Trying to act like they all drilling But they ain't widdit Ay what's the point of wearing a bum bagg If there's nothing in it (There's nothing in it) These opps ain't about that life they all just run and snitch and hide I hold it down and pledge my allegiance to that Innerwest side They talk about stacks, flippin packs, pushing dis n dat Ay lad don't come around here trying to urch with a fake Gucci hat don't get me wrong brah, I ain't hating, I'm just stating facts So cut tha act, I'm just being real, that's why they call me Mac Still down to ride in my X5 with a pumpy on tha side If we collide, ain't gonna lie, I'll let them bullets fly It's 21 District Innerwest Sydney, screaming no effect I'm sending shoutouts to my brethrens in that pickard fence (Free Jimmy)
[Ron Gotti:] Never did fold when I seen that knife Fist to fist you ain't about that life Innerwest is where we playing chess I'm built like a lion coz I walked that line Bitches want a taste of this I got my fists balled up like I'm plague to this Never ever gonna fold to a fakey bitch Coz I was made for this They ain't made for this Innerwest swing to my T's Innerwest swing to my T's I got the recipe You don't want mess with me Stick to that chicken boy You don't want beef 21 district Innerwest Sydney Cuz they know what's good in my hood Wanna get iffy shifty Leks feeling tipsy Run that label like suge They all got shooked People keep telling me stop Drillers keep talking bout heat But really diggaz gonna get dropped Gonna get popped Got me ballied up BO! BO! BO! Who this digga? Hiding in the dark boys run that figure Talk off your chops Coz your balls got dropped Wanna snitch to the cops We pull that trigga
[Maliq:] Maliq is back here to stay Straight to that place in case you kids wanna play All you cunts there get too carried away Caught up and blacked out, carried away Cold blooded like a Pisces (Granville) Come fuck with some ball runners Done it again like Ah McCain I live for this shit You can't rush me (Innerwest!) Do it again, I love it, fuck it They ducking, ducking You see me comin' Wipe em off like it never started Still here like I said and I'll say it again Innerwest and that 4x10 Don't get caught in a lion's den No lads there, stay in your lane Lads here? Built for the game Them swagger boys used to call me insane Fuck 'em all tryna feast on my name (Feed him!) Make it rain when his bleeding Robbed that hood like Robin Hood Cuz take it quicker then beam it!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
