Jail To Road CGM

[Intro]
Gang, gang
Free all the guys dem
(Hahaha)
Whoosh
Free the members dem, listen

[Verse 1: Dodgy]
It's, it's more than a trizzack
They know it's not safe, don't step in this zone (Gang)
Two got fed and bled in one night
That's karma for the talk on phone (Ching, ching)
Still keeping up with mischief
But it's okay 'cause the trap brings funds (Bubu)
Bro just slapped out two
No Birmingham yout, but he missed that punk (Pissed)

[Verse 2: TY]
My zone too mad, get stabbed or worse, get kweng in your face
Karma's real so I keep it close
Big man ting, I don't play no games (Nope)
Took a loss or both, that's a double L and a bando stressing (Pissed)
I was slim till I hit that gym
Done twenty-one months in that jail, I was benching

[Verse 3: Dodgy]
The last time that I jumped in the van with the gang
I tried get me a Persie
It's TT flake getting whipped
And I got chocolate chip, no Hershey (Gang)
Tell bro that zoot tastes chippy, but I heard Hunch had him doing twirlies (Haha)
Bro just dodged him a bird like eagle, but he's doing time on curly (Free the guys)
The whole gang's moving backwards (What?)
YD got grabbed, he was rolling with the nine, madness (Free him)
Now he gotta bang that TEC with vass, not black wood
Fly that flag 'round there, we arrival
On God, man, you soon get captured (On God)