Lyrics
You know what time it is when you hear this rhyme
Let's get ready to rumble
Yeah
Yeah, let's fuckin' go
86 Gang (Yeah)
Killougher, Finglas and Ballymun (Woo)
Represent, I put them on the fuckin' map yeah
Cali Cave Records, let's go
Shout-out all the boys in all a Carpe'
Shout-out all the boys in Bane and Dom
Jun Tzu in the back
Got me boy Don here, let's fuckin' go
Wreck the fuckin' shop
That's what's gonna fuckin' happen here tonight yeah?
(Let's go!) It's Dublin sittin' on the fuckin' map yeah (Let's go!)
Money on the fuckin' map let's go (Yeah!)
King of the throne
Godfather like Don Corleone
Pull up, pull up and **** him, cocaine kingpin
Trap phone ring-ring
Sweat shop, chop up the brick like Ling Ling
Wrap it up and then put it in cling
That wap go click, d-d-d-d-din
Fuck your gang, your block will get tear down
Your man will get got right now on a stairwell
Cut the chit-chat, we don't like verbal
Run man down and then shoot that hairball
Chop off the head of the snake that slithered
Doin' up road like Edward Scissors
Chef his missus
You don't have money, well, I guess that's business
Chop off his fingers, dump him in Finglas
Your Jacks are fake from Pakistan
I'm out on road when the package land
Your man'll get got in a traffic jam
If man want a brick I'll call up Tony, the real Montana
And he ain't no phoney
You fucking spaz, get your drugs off gomeys
A bunch of bitches like My Little Pony
(He's heating up)
Catch him in the chipper, hit him with a clipper
Skid that dinger
Your gang there, they ain't on piss
86 Gang, yeah, they don't miss
We'll run in his gaff, take his chain like Mizz
86 Gang, that's elastic bands
Your man will go missing for a bag of sand
Slap his mum, stab his dad
Trap that rat-man, stop off there, make a rat go splat
Cut that chit-chat, knock on his door and it ain't no knick-knack
Two hands on the wap 'cause the ting got kickback
Man aim for the wig and split that
Hit your gang with the terror attack
Yeah, the boys are good and they never practice
Man'll get dipped in the throat or the eye
Your man will get cheffed in the face like Nines
Lock off the court and close them blinds
If man get caught then man'll do time
Take his eye and then turn him blind
Who's looking, who's first in line man?
Push that weight like working time, working time
Working time
Yeah
(Ink in the building!)
Let's go
86 Gang
Killougher ting, listen Ballymun, Dublin City represent
I'm puttin' Dublin on the fuckin' map, let's go boys!
(Puttin' Dublin on the map!)
Hundred percent
(Woo)
Shout-out all the boys
Brrah! Petrol and bleach it
Bullet bullet
(Woo)
Yeah, that's Dublin City, Ink representer
Puttin' 'em on the fuckin' map
(Yeah)
I said it from the start yeah
Anybody who's with me is gonna be with 'til the end yeah
86 fuckin' Gang, gang representer let's go
Are you with me now? Let's go
Cali Cave fuckin' Records, like I said before I got my man Jun Tzu here yeah
Reppin' the fuckin' spot, 86 Gang
Ireland all the fuckin' way
Fuck the rest yeah?
Jump on the bike and zoom
Put that thing right up on the back wheel
Man'll get got right now for a smack deal
86 Gang, they don't fuck around
Your man'll get plugged, end up in the ground
Let off slugs, let off rounds
Man got the sword and I'll bring that out
Off with his head when I swing that 'round
In Dublin City where the king got crowned
I'm a diamond, son, and I just been found
Lethal Bizzle, he will get pow
Let that bomb right off in the crowd
He can run and hide but he'll still be found
Man, hit him with a broom, with a woodie
Put him in a tomb like a mummy
Godfather, man schooled that dummy
You're just going mad 'cause your crew is bummy
Knock at the door like, "Who's that, hunny?"
Fill up the bag with his dad
If he lose that money I'm on road with a Rambo, shoes are bloody
It's windy, hold them skins while I build that spliff
Call up Cindy, she whipped that sniff
She cooks so nice that I'll flip that twice
An Asian one, I ain't talking 'bout rice
Fire on low like simmer, simmer
Who got the key to the Bimmer?
Hopped out the ting with the spinner then catch him on road with a chinger
Swing that sword like I'm playing baseball
Nicolas Cage man, take his face off
Push that weight man, lift that, lift that
Here sticky fingers, give that spliff back
No back-cheek man, peel his wig back
Shorty there with a big back
Do out a line on her ass and sniff that
Trap phone ring-ring when I shift that
Dinger, ding-ding when I slid that
Pull up and do him like Hitman
Hit him with a stick like witchcraft
Pimp slap, man'll get kidnapped quick fast
Ski mask on, put him in a bin bag
Big man, put him in a box with a big MAC
Click-clack, paddywack, knick-knack
Waiting for the next box to be dispatched
Bust that case, it's a mismatch
Hit him with a cue like bosh-bash-bish
Hit him with a cue like bish-bash-bosh
Do up his chest, spill that sauce
All of them boy there neek
All of them boy there bookworm
Youthreach program, man done good work
Man made home-made bats in woodwork
Watch man whip out the pot like magic
T-house chemicals, pots and batch it
Hit him with a dot, make your man do a backflip
Get spiked like a cactus
Man'll get sniped on the road for the practice
Jump out the ride and catch this prick man
Put him in a van like Mattress Mick then go to his gaff and blast his chick
No remorse, turn him corpse
Take his tongue and his vocal chords
Man hit him with a wand like Voldemort
You're a dirty rat when you go to court
You fucking sap, you uphold the law
You'll never come back if I close the door
Catch a slap, get a swollen jaw, boom
Under your car, better check that
This one here, I'll send him up like a jetpack, dead rat
Chop off his top and he won't get his head back
Man's in the trap there, man's in the bando
Knock at the door, get a slap of the Rambo
Bash with the handle, man's a scumbag
(He's on fire)
(Yeah, Ink in the building!)
86 Gang, big up Charlie Sloth 'preciate it, brrah
(Come one! Come one!)
Big up my G Charlie one hundred percent let's go
(Puttin' Dublin on the map!)
My G, my G
(You gonna get 'em again bro, final rap?)
Yeah
(Woo)
(Final lap bro!)
Yes my G
(Let's go man!)
Let's go
This one's for all the boys, yeah
86 Gang, everybody in fuckin' Dublin yeah
I wanna see everybody smokin' spliffs to that shit
And everybody get out to the fuckin' Cali Cave let's go
Hundred percent, Cali Cave Records, Wolfpack Records, 86 Gang
Fuckin' hell
Rusty one there, shit's getting peak
The wap goes, "Shh" on man, don't speak
Man's got speed on the road like the Roadrunner
Piss off the fiends, give 'em tea with no sugar
Rip your gang 'cause they're all suckers
Ink's that devious motherfucker
We cook that crack on your mother's cooker
Rise that dot like skudda-dutta
Your man'll get got with a woodosh
Semtex blow up his block like budush
The ting'll come down like the Ballymun flats
And the boys got straps if anyone rats
Man do him up proper
Hit him in the rib and the neck like chopper
Man's in the crop house counting dough
Making deals on encrypted phones man
Pick up the wap there, grip that chrome
Cook that shit, cook it on low
Pyrex pirates whipping that bowl man
Get that gone and get that sold
Got a big Rambo that'll take man's soul
86 Gang and my gang gets splashy
Doin' up work, get rid of that Patsy
Your man'll get got and dumped on a backstreet
War? You ain't got no tactic
Hit him in the chin, make your man do a backflip
86 Gang, we'll **** the competitor
Run man down, skin him like Predator
Hit him with a MAC like du-du-du, du-du-du
Get that wap, get rid of it
Light up his gaff like crimbo
Slap his bitch 'cause I know she a bimbo
Slice your cheek out here, no Kimbo
Hang out the window lettin' that ting go
Catch your gran when she going to bingo
Snub one, big nose
Man's in the field like Mo Salah
Get that box, go Palama
Pull up in a jammer, skid and squeal
Click, boom, hit him with the steal
Stab-proof vest, yeah, that's no shield, man
Hit him in the chest with a kitchen one
Your best bet now invest in a ****
Man, we'll rob your hood like Robin
And do up Ed with that Longshank
Better run Forrest like Tom Hanks
Your man'll get got like Captain Phillips
Man know villains here with that mash
Hit him and dash with the cash
Hide and seek, no catch and splash
Hide and seek, no catch and splash
Bow
86 Gang, let's go
(Yeah! Come on then!)
Yeah one hundred percent
(Come on then!)
86 Gang (Perfect)
Oh , you went in bro
Big up Charlie Sloth man
(Come on, come on)
All love here today, thanks for havin' me
Big up Jun Tzu, big up Don
(Yeah, woo!)
Big up everyone that was here in the building today
Nice one, everyone showed me the maddest of love man, I love it
Written by: Stunna G
