Bluuwuu 2 (feat. Mskum, Rack5, Ty, Dodgy & ZK)

Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP Straight up, Digga D, you dun know Holdin' it down (Ayy, Madara, run that back) Ten years up in this bitch (AceBeatz) Still doin' what we gotta do, you understand? Niggas 'round here still flippin' birds Still got them sticks All my niggas on my side straight blue gang You already know already what's goin' on We're linked up, bitch Movin' as a collective, you understand? Anything blow over here, we're dealin' with it We put the Woo in blue (Bluu, bluuwuu) Crept up, hit him with two Who smacked him? Got the whole city confused (Bah-bah-bah) Rest up Gucc' (Rest up Gucc') Tie up the boots Roll up and eliminate yutes (Paow) It looks good on thе 'net You pussy Live in the flеsh, you niggas are zoots (Yeah) They got Broadday gassed up, 'bout assassin 'Til he heard our ting slapping (Brr) No-one in West can level my badness You can't be talking 'bout my block (Bah-bah) As if, the AK's massive, the corn start crashin' Them man start dashin', we nearly peeled him (Bah-bah) Multiple mashings, multiple splashings We caught his brother and killed Stevo (Bluuwuu) Roll up, tump out the 'matic (Boobop) Test the waters and see if it's chattings (Baow, baow, baow) I got tired of stabbings, in Mozart alone Better add three slappings (Baow, baow, baow) GB better add a next two In Acton better add a next one (Brr, baow) Twelve gauge broke had to buy a next gun (Baow) I was young first time I shot someone's son (Woi, woi) Struttz slipped and got tucked into bed (Baow, baow) Permanent rest, he ran out of breath (Brr) Any last words and you're screamin' out "Help" Bro, who's gonna help When you're already dead? (Baow, baow, baow) F Dot got packed 'cause of in-house beef They don't drill over here So they drill their own friends (Yeah, yeah) Left S2Saucy too saucy, brought back slavery Broke that pole on his head (Bah, bah, bah) I smoke too much BDK, I ain't tryna run man down Pussio try run from a bullet (Grr, baow-baow) The mash is local, grab it and full it If not, slide with a knife and jook it Catch me a pirate, I'll captain hook him (Yeah) Gruesome and brutal, and diggin' and twistin' Gorey sight, you don't wanna be lookin' I bored man's spine and he dropped in the bushes (Yeah) I'm the aggressor, never the victim (No) He can't remember, ruined his thinkin' (No) The way gang ripped him, dipped him Ching him, ching him Tomahawk, run him and kill him (Yeah, yeah) The things that I think, me and you are different (Grrah, grrah, bah) Catch me a pack and go sleep like I didn't (Bah) Boot off the door, then beat off the 4s Hope we end your life in the place you're livin' (Buh-buh) HRB to the AGB (Bah, bah, bah) Stop it, that ain't no active pattern Struttz got shot and he died on the scene Oi, pass me the weed Let me roll this faggot 10 v 1 got cheffed in my bum Cheffed him in his lung, don't talk about JB (Bah, bah) Licked off a Top6 and he flew in the air Now he's in the air, I wish I'd finish him (Finish him) Stuttz got slapped, wish bro got a headshot Happy that my man died But I'm pissed that gang didn't pack off F Dot (Woi, woi) Just circled the whole of GB Fredo for you and my man for his next stop (Baow) Let me see Sav'Obama on the HR, back my shaver I'mma cut that deadlock Life taker, I ain't givin' out leg shots If you're tough, better back what you're sayin' We do walk-ups or we drive by sprayin' He got bored up, ten wounds what I gave him I'm cravin' packs, let me find where you're staying Swingin' them swords, I ain't doin' my chores And I boot off the door if I can't find a way in Slide and man turn into pack not patience Slid over there made the Glock start rainin' I heard Woo talkin', he ain't talkin' no more Got packed off, chest got slapped off (Bah, bah, bah) Nah, nigga, everyone thought it was the guys packed him 'Cause we been shootin' on that block (Baow, bah-bah) Rollin' the P and I'm takin' man's hat off Try do it to Creepz but he dashed off (Dashed off) Back out the dotty on them, did a scratch-off Would've been five of them dead if bro banged off (Buh-buh) Fuck Northolt, they ain't touched no one from Grove Why they rappin' like that? They been stabbed and blamed But the guys did an eye Three boys in jail for them shootings Stop cappin' like that (Cap, cap, cap) Sharpen the blade, carved up his face Dark in the rave, loaded Ready to bark in a place He got bored in his head, it was far from a fade Gang tore him to shreds with the sharpest of blades Like, what's the confusion? Broad day bootings Eveybody knows that Ladbroke Grove ain't losin' If I get the drop with a Glock, I'm routin' Slap 'til the hang-ting's toothless (Baow, baow) Side by side, shotguns, we abuse them I gave the order, Vladimir Putin Somethin' got bunned, to my ears, that's music Family's grievin', crime scene gruesome (Dead) Cro got the get back, I salute him Now I got Woo all up in my blue slim (Bluuwuu) Nigga, don't be stupid Free CJ from the 10, Bluuwuu shit (Bluuwuu) Us or them, What side are you choosing? I'm really into it, don't find it amusin' Spoke to bro on the phone, said "Which one's dyin' next? KKid or 2Things We make families grieve (Cry) They bring up my name in that mornin' briefs I'm armed and dodgy, I'm linked to bodies Go on then, ask police (No cap) Selfish got yinged up tryna visit his friends (Gang) Had Rackz tryna argue with me Wash slime of my blade in Aunty's sink And watch her cook, it's hard to believe If it's war, then I'm not gonna stop (Not a chance) The Lord knows if I clock me an opp, it's hot up Bro, which one's gonna drop? The Mali done got shot in his shop (Bah) Crocodile teeth gettin' done in the crocs If the star had dogs, I ran with the crop We turn up West as well, we bun Mystro, we cheffed up Gwopz I didn't hit run to the 'net when I hit up the ends I did it with a brownin', that's high-power Bro got touched, couldn't sit there sour I lit up two estates within a hour Nine out of ten, it's me that's bootin' Mission complete when I petrol shower Opps send threats it don't make no sense Should I step K2 and kick up the flowers? .38s grab no salt, .22 long like the Eiffel Tower Austin with a hand-ting got powers And I don't wanna hear 'bout Bandiz He got chinged on the corner of Powis Lugga Nines, get him devoured Spread them pellets, shotgun showers (Hehahahahahahaha) It do hit different when niggas think you got no bodies, gang I'll bug up, do your homework, bro We really be killin' niggas, man (Gang)