ฟังเพลงAll Stars 2 (feat. Clavish, Frosty, Q2T and Chappo CSB) (Explicit)

Clavish

Humble but I don't take bad up

Just bagged up a nine 'bout to whip up somethin' with my favourite rapper

Got hammers and the gang's united still got gunners in my team like Xhaka

Just know the machine's got bine and the hunting knife's got claws like Santa

Uptown for some cheese and pasta

Keek's don't wanna go halves on a rental I treat the C class like an Astra

Sixteen first time I ever gripped on a shh

Let me change the topic

Still get 'round where let me switch my crep and just change my top quick

Cover up goods so the camera's don't recognise me

Like my phone when I'm tryna unlock it

Interview room don't panic I keep my cool Jordan

Next whip that I buy gon' be push to start I ain't gonna need keys Morgan

This one's for all of my teachers and anyone else that doubted

Used to bang out Loyal to the Soil in school now look I'm on Nina's album

All the wass on the phone sounds good but man better keep the same energy

I told man it don't make us cool cah we got the same enemies

The less friends the better b cats phoning cah we got better B

Told her After I nut you better leave

The woman crush wanna have s*x with me

Ayy yeah

Frosty

I could pebble a thousand rocks per hour

Made a mess on the kitchen counter

Left the waps in the dressing room

Always got thugs around us

They know

Versace gown on the wing

Double wrap my mash and cling

Talkin' loose on the phone to bae

I'll be more than pissed if the govs walk in

Before the label hit me I got my first advance from the streets

They know

Can't reason with bro he ain't hear none of that chat

AIn't givin' them a chance to speak

Two bricks in her crib

Said she ain't done this s**t for no one apart from me

All of them late night M-way trips

Do it in Stussy sixty-three

They don't sell this in London

Gotta go Milan or Paris drip from overseas

Diamonds wet and I make your girl feel wet whenever I show my teeth

Bling

Nines

This ting can't fit on my waist

Nah

It's longer than a guitar case

And you need people like me

To say That's the bad guy I'm like Scarface

Got so much B in the room

Any noise outside and my heart race

And they never thought I would make it

I'm like a flower that grew in a dark place

I'm the last person they thought would blow

Overseas still runnin' the ends

Mum's talking about them

Only if she knew it was her son and his friends

Bummy n***as rappin' 'bout Z's still

Them times we were tryna make a next meal

Told my n***a Clavish to calm down

Cah he'll run in your house like a treadmill

Chappo CSB Q2T

Still real on thirty-six

Woo

And trap yeah I did

Yeah I done it

Had shots ringin' off the trapline

Run up in the bando tell 'em that the pack's mine

I think I saw me the sweetest one

Hair and nails fleek with a bubble bum

Uh

I f**k her deep make her double cum

Sexy

Now she's tellin' her friends I'm the number one

Hold up just pause

Uh

Had man's gyal on all fours

Gang did tours now tour

Still Pop Smoke Dior

Waps I've copped galore

I be over there I spray for sure

I spray

Offshore packs fly one call

They pictured I now I ball

Trap

Inna my pockets the rocket

Rocket

And I don't go get it cah I got it

Went out sellin' crack all these n***as they would gossip

Grease

Miss his head twice I shot him in his stomach

Grra

Nowadays n***as ain't gangster

I'll electrify your chick like blanca

All they want to hear is banter

To hear is banter

Christmas time is here I'm Santa

Santa

Got the presents wrapped up come and share the glamour

Got this beat here wrapped up come and hear the banger

Banger

Middle of the day it's on camera

Had the opps drinking they're sniffing Montana

Grease

Twenty inch rims on my Bimmer zimmer

Turbo button for the thriller n***a

All star chain cah I'm a winner

Bling

Automatic gun fire lick a driller

Nines

Come on

Ice City boy run the CSB part of it

Free the team