Gully, Kwengface — Local politics

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[Intro: Kwengface & Gully]
Ayy, Tefo made this one
Scratch mixed it
Grap, bap
KidX made this one
Gully, what we tellin’  ’em?
Ayy, Tefo made this one
Where man’s from, bare politics
Ayy, take me in
Haha

[Bridge: Gully]
Couldn’t enroll in colleges
I had to deal with the local politics (I couldn’t)
They clocked gang from far and ran, guess gang shoulda been less obvious (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Don’t feel right when I leave my ying (I do)
This corn put a hole in your head, dolphin (Boom)
Think, can’t see no one in the A
So it’s back to the ends, let’s circle Brim (Let’s go)

[Verse 1: Gully]
Had a loaded one in AY
Get ’round there when it’s dark or daylight
Lil CJ got put in my spliff and Lil A’s chest got opened, Fortnite (Woi-woi)
Coulda got wet tryna link his barber
But he ran outta the storm like Fortnite (Ay)
Wand had to wave it, shave it (Ay, swing it)
Tape it but I aim it more time (Ay, swing it)
The doctors really saved his life (They did)
Woulda been pissed if he got one more time
Junior got put in my grinder
He tried swim but he had no lifeguard (He didn’t)
You ain’t gonna hold no bumps like China
Bro said that I shouldn’t have yinged him
Took it to heart even though it was minor (Ay)
Yo, the transaction was smooth
Head back to the ends and we dodge them blues (Let’s go)
I’m like «Bro, have you heard the news? Lil CJ got put in my blues»
Blackz done told MB «Link me, come link me» but he still refused (Where they at, where they at?)
In this war ting you can get knocked down (Boom, boom)
Seen opps in the rear so I span that ’round (Who’s that?)
Won’t stop shootin’ till there’s no more rounds
You ain’t put two hands on a thing then strangled (You ain’t)
Manual ting but it still got handled (It did)
If I pop this door see sandals, shambles (Who’s that?)
Why? ‘Cah they know man’s angles (I do)
Don’t try be the guy like Fawkes (Don’t do it)
Big man get yourself outlined in chalk (Don’t do it)
I ain’t gotta prove that we yinged them paigons (Huh?)
Cah we got paigons that are just corpse (Huh?)
And we got paigons that are just talk (It’s true)
And them man better do their research
If I pop this mash, I ain’t gonna miss like my old school teachers (I won’t)
If I go near my private parts, dart (Ay)
Why? Cah my blade is sharp (It is)
Left Aylesbury ‘cah I can’t find Jospin
He went Brandon, I was on G part (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Chorus: Gully & Kwengface]
Couldn’t enroll in colleges
I had to deal with the local politics (I did)
They clocked gang from far and ran, guess gang shoulda been less obvious (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Man get popped like a champagne cork (Grap, bap)
Bloodshed when we step on your courts (Ayy, take me in)
Everyone’s sayin’ that we’re fucked and tings
How you mean? We’re just playin’ them sports (‘Low it)
Don’t feel right when I leave my ying
This corn put a hole in your head, dolphin (Boom, boom)
Think, can’t see no one in the A
So it’s back to the ends, let’s circle Brim
DJ let that spin, no Selecta
See us in a blacked-out Vectra (Woo)
Watch them mandem rise and ling it
Sweets finna eat like it’s Hannibal Lecter (Brap, brap)

[Verse 2: Kwengface]
4 on 4 in the trap true say
But I need me a 9 on 9 (ayy ayy)
If I get nicked with this pack onsight then I’m lookin’ at a 10, do 5 (lowe it)
If I get nicked with this wap on me then I’m lookin’ at a 6, do 3 (fuck that)
I got so much jakes on my case
I’m bait and these yutes tryna really do me (ayy)
Mash bands and get that profit
And this ting give me loads of knowledge (come ‘ere)
I used to get nine-bars in college
And dem man watched let’s just be honest (lowe it)
Smoke dank, I don’t sip tonic
See a opp put him on the bonnet (skkrt, skkrt)
I’m at the store tryna whip flip
Do up the ting till the ting turn solid
Man get popped like a champagne cork (grap, grap)
Bloodshed when we step on your courts
Everyone’s sayin’ that we’re fucked and tings
How you mean? We’re just playin’ them sports
Them man pissed cah their friend turned corpse (why you mad)
True say that’s a Ramsay ting
Cah my kitchen broke when I swang it by force
Do me a drill, pray to the Lord
Broski rise up, bang it, dash (grap)
Woulda thought it was dinner time works
Cah when you see us bare bangers and mash (brap)
Try fuck with the mandem there
But I can’t even lie, them man just tramps (lowe it)
I’m out ‘ere doin’ nuttin’ but laps
And I ain’t gonna stops till it’s nuttin’ but racks
RM put his whole rams through your hat
DJ let that spin, no Selecta (ayy)
See us in a blacked-out Vectra (ayy ayy)
Watch them mandem rise and ling it
Sweets finna eat like it’s Hannibal Lecter (bap)
Did you wanna get fried with your ketchup? (uhh)
I could never leave my bro on the phone
Nah B, that shit’s too messed up (no)
And when PS cut down oak tree
He had us mean screaming out timber (splash splash)
I went ’round there and beat it
I see them man do then they linger
This girl said I’m bad, I ain’t got a soul
You might as well call me ginger (come ‘ere)
I’m a king in this bitch
You might as well call me Simba (boom boom boom)

[Chorus: Gully & Kwengface]
Couldn’t enroll in colleges
I had to deal with the local politics ( I did)
They clocked gang from far and ran
Guess gang shoulda been less obvious
Man get popped like a champagne cork
Bloodshed when we step on your courts (Ayy, take me in)
Everyone’s saying that we’re fucked and tings
How you mean? We’re just playing them sports (lowe it)
Don’t feel right when I leave my ying
This corn put a hole in your head, dolphin
Think can’t see no one in the A
So it’s back to the ends let’s circle Brim
DJ let that spin, no Selecta
See us in a blacked-out Vectra
Watch them mandem rise and ling it
Sweets finna eat like it’s Hannibal Lecter

[Outro]
KidX made this one
Ayy Tefo made this one