[Intro: Dubz]
Yeah, these niggas ain't on this ting
Nah, not at all
Dubz, Giggs
Not on dis ting, nah they're not on dis ting
Spare No 1, C.R.E.A.M
Doing this ting, on dis ting fully
[Verse 1: Dubz]
Who am I blood?
Mixed race, screwface, two face
Squeeze baller guys like toothpaste
Do or die blood!
That's the motto the real niggas'll feel me
The fake niggas'll not show, love
'Cause they know that we're gangster
And if they know the mash ain't here
Then they know that the shanks are
Step close then I poke up your man, cha
Getting dough is the focus of my gang, brah
That's we roll on 'em, hold 'em in the van
And let this likkle nigga know that we're going to the bank
Let him hear the sound from the Heckler & Kosch
It's going down when we pepper your spot
It's going down, but I ain't Yung Joc
Walk it out, don't talk it out, let that gun pop
Pop, let that gun pop
But only if it's necessary, get them funds dog
Yeah, these niggas ain't on this ting
Nah, not at all
Dubz, Giggs
Not on dis ting, nah they're not on dis ting
Spare No 1, C.R.E.A.M
Doing this ting, on dis ting fully
[Verse 1: Dubz]
Who am I blood?
Mixed race, screwface, two face
Squeeze baller guys like toothpaste
Do or die blood!
That's the motto the real niggas'll feel me
The fake niggas'll not show, love
'Cause they know that we're gangster
And if they know the mash ain't here
Then they know that the shanks are
Step close then I poke up your man, cha
Getting dough is the focus of my gang, brah
That's we roll on 'em, hold 'em in the van
And let this likkle nigga know that we're going to the bank
Let him hear the sound from the Heckler & Kosch
It's going down when we pepper your spot
It's going down, but I ain't Yung Joc
Walk it out, don't talk it out, let that gun pop
Pop, let that gun pop
But only if it's necessary, get them funds dog
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