Plan B - End In The Streets Lyrics

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Who the fuck you think you're tryna test

This could get mess best get your bullet proof vest

Blud who you think your tryna push

Like I'm gonna keep shush you must think I'm a puss

Come now who ya tryna be tryna go on like you're heavy tryna go on like you're deep

Nah fuck it this is beef it started in the ends and it will end in the streets

There's a bad boy out on the street that roles deep

His best friend is his bucky that's unlucky for some

Especially when he's out on the prowl for fresh meat

Fresh peeps to run up to with his gun

And say "Wagwan my son what's going on here?

Who in the hell does that bre think he is over there?

Dropping off a choon ting in his passenger chair

I'll pull him round with his arrogant stare

That can't run not while I breathe air

And he'll find that out before I let him leave here leave here

Come 'round my manor beware beware

Cause I'm bound to be around there somewhere somewhere

The shoots loose and so is troops dudes

With screws loose that'll do anything for the loot

Like get a bigger man moved Or pull the trigger round you thinking".

Who the fuck you think you're tryna test

This could get mess best get your bullet proof vest

Blud who you think your tryna push

Like I'm gonna keep shush you must think I'm a puss

Come now who you tryna be tryna go on like you're heavy tryna go on like you're deep

Nah fuck it this is beef it started in the ends and it will end in the streets

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A car window gets smashed and this man gets bashed

For acting flash the man are on him like a rash for the cash

Out to take every ting but his gash when the match goes off and his leg makes blood splash

On the dashboard that's raw they left him with a smashed jaw

On top of braking up his ride and popping guy crash course

Dummy's what he's left like shadow on his left eye

All because he flexed like he could fuck with next guys

Vexed guys that hex guys if they disrespect guys

If you ever want a man browned bred check guys set alight

Burn chichy man get right get right

Like when a crew get their set tight

These fucking bubbles should've known that trouble get's hype

On the double there's a struggle then you get life get life

If you're lucky then the buckey don't take life take life

Make you just another dead Trife

Who the fuck you think you're tryna test

This could get mess best get your bullet proof vest

Blud who you think you're tryna push

Like I'm gonna keep shush you must think I'm a puss

Come now who you tryna be tryna go on like you're heavy tryna go on like you're deep

Nah fuck it this is beef it started in the end and it will end in the streets

Time to splert desert the crime scene

One's got the man's wallet the other is time piece

But the white geez the one with the piece

He almost left it on the street to get found by police

He's slipping blud he just left a guy dripping blood

It's lucky that he had his mitts and gloves else trust they'll get him on his prints

And well you know what then good job he thought to think

Before he acted backed it mact it

Revel out and jacked it smacked it smashed it

Left the guy's ride looking like someone crashed it

Show the mother fucker what'll happen if you flash it

Cause these streets are infested with rude bois rude bois

The type to run around and kill boys and do boys

Straight up cut the fuck up and shoot boys

Tryna act like they're true boys.

Who the fuck you think you're tryna test

This could get mess best get your bullet proof vest

Blud who you think you're tryna push

Like I'm gonna keep shush you must think I'm a puss

Come now who you tryna be tryna go on like you're heavy tryna go on like you're deep

Nah fuck it this is beef it started in the end and it will end in the streets

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