Kunci: Bb minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Bradders
That's bro from kway before
snakes and ladders
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We was 15 throwing up gang signs
Looking like we're playing
ching chang chana
Bro backing out rammers
Finesse a man's jewels Santana
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Then tell big man just back up
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Way before J Hus didn't like
ice in this Fanta
Finesse these broad day chingings
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Knives just shine in the camera
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Years later nothing ain't
changed
Pressure these opps and banter
Had one hand on the spin ting
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And the other there tryna keep balance
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Verse 2
10 toes do road free smoke
love hammers
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Couple g packs do road M- way smash it
In the hood fishing these shots
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on the opp like Bradders
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Like how many years I been grinding
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Free my nigga B it's just timing
Fake yutes in Tottenham not
like him
OFB pull up with smoke and diamonds
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Long clip equipped to ride with
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No one ain't into fighting
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Gang rip it back and just light him
like him
Verse 3
Skatty I handle my ting
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Free Bradders bro from early
Before he had single plaits
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All he knows is drill and trap
Got him in the jailhouse kicking back
I'm on the M way doing up mileage
M sport whip no hybrid
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Cut that pack into slices
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The opps ain't men they're mices
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Why feds wanna grab my bros
Free Bradz till he back on road
And he's free in Tottenham
like Danny Rose
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No more bag up at 6 or doing
up canteen codes
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Just fresh home back on the strip
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Grinding tryna stack this dough
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Verse 4
We was in Niz grabbing shanks up
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tall but now it's live corn out hammers
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I remember that day in I 20 inch
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big made the fuckboy stagger
Good in the hood we
can never take bad up
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Got a jigga batty ting from the Niz
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B got one from the 9 that's badder
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Niggas must really gone mad
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Feds need to free my bro Brad
I know that them boy there
happy
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Cah nuff ting gang left them
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Sawn- off dots handing and
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rambs
10 toes ped ding- dong with
waps
Remember that day it was
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far from rainy
My man still got splashed
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Verse 5
Bradders
What you know bout
putting young G's
In a cab filled with daggers
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Old school days blood on my mums cooking
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Now I bag up the light in cling
Still rise up my rusty ting
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I had to switch up how I text
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Before the jakes come like what's next
We the ones investing in poles
While you chill with bae and hoes
Free Bradz free Bradz free
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Bradz
My aim's narrow I just got
a shot in Harrow
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I just boot like I did it in jail
Outro 1
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