[Intro]
\nYo, yo, yo, it's your boy Denz and Renz
\nListen, we got the 2020 Groundworks Cypher, yeah
\nIt's about to be a movie
\nWhat you tellin' me Renz?
\nLet's go, my bro
\nIt's your boy Potter Payper, right now you're locked into the Groundworks 2020 Cypher
\nGroundworks Cypher 2020
\nTshe, tshe, tshe
\nGrr, pow
\nR14
\nTrust me
\nYo, yo, yo it's Hunchollini aka M Huncho, and you're locked into the Groundworks Cypher 2020, big up Groundworks
\nGrr, listen
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\n[Verse 1: Unknown T]
\nIt's like everyone's beefing the 9, I'm baffled
\nBoom him off with a brush, no basil
\nIf you got beef with my block, let’s battle
\nI think we left teeth on the floor, I’m rattled
\nOpp block trip with a shank on my hip, on the stagе, it's a blade near my ankle
\nI got flicks and waps in thе rave when I’m dodgin' the Jakes, no case, I’m thankful
\nThis white boy said he wants cocaine, so I bought Air 1’s in a box, I’m thankful
\nPull up in a yard with trees, this room’s full of weed, I’m grabbin' a handful
\nOn my Jacks, man rise with a chinger, or I’m with gang in a whip, that’s manual
\nYou got touched but you claim you're a driller
\nYou don't want smoke, you’re cancelled
\nWhoosh, whoosh, cancelled, said you don’t want smoke, you’re cancelled
\nUpsuh, I’m with the white pebs like Hansel
\nMy 9 boys too lit like candles
\nAny problems on my strip, man handle
\nDice man up with the steel, no Banglez (Uh)
\nI said, dice man up with a steel, no Banglez (Uhem)
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\n[Verse 2: AlChubbino]
\nI don't even like rappin' but I really bought me a mop
\nI don't even like rap, fat shit made me hot
\nIt's too late to turn back, so I rap, and why not?
\nTrap got me a strap, cats got me a dots
\nSame spot had Febreeze, I had white, I had B, I had sweets, don't sleep, two phones gan' beat
\nI don't even like drill, 'cause my head's hot and I'm coolin'
\nI just beat a case, beat a case
\nThey only let me out in the morning
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\n[Verse 3: Digga D]
\nYo, I don't like drill no more, it's tired cah bare man liars
\nIf you lot saw my priors, you'd call me Michael Myers
\nI went 'round there on bikes, something got punctured and it weren't my tires
\nAnd you ain't seen waps get hired, and in the blink of an eye get fired
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\n[Verse 4: KO]
\nI just put plates on the whiz, get preparing
\nJump out pop doors, not caring
\nIf I wear jeans they slim fits, on the glides, them jeans are flaring
\nPut two in the dots, stays pairing
\nOne red, one green, one each tried slap, both make them compare it
\nHella caps for the opps, peak, anytime we make an appearance
\nThey got hella chat for the cops, details in van what they're sharing
\nDon't think out loud when I'm tryna turn his head red like Sheeran
\nIt's peak cause the teeth don't fit, but it will if man pushed this veneer in
\nBootings out of these boot cuts, they ain't shooting, them man are shoeless
\nLurk so long, man's due a rest
\nThem man aren't there, them man on a jurors
\nAnd anybody wouldn't try to throw their two pence
\nThey're tryna obbo and follow gangs movements
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\n[Verse 5: Digga D]
\nAsk Dookie why he poked me, I tried poke him but the shank never went in
\nIt started bendin', I got me a next ting
\nCome on then, let's go fencing
\nI got poked, but I poked up ****
\nI swing my shank, I ain't throwin' no punch
\nOn the phone to Hunch, just heard the door bust
\nI think they're doin' spins at lunch
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\n[Verse 6: Unknown T, Digga D]
\nI'm in the marsh, no football pitch
\nTryna violate, I got my shell shank from Digs
\nJust got a drop, there's an opp in the wing
\nNo Ella Mai ting but my guys took a trip
\nThe bando's TT gets dished
\nLet it lock, then the excess get rinsed
\nThere's latex, we leave no prints
\nI'm in love with the rocks but the trap house stinks
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\n[Verse 7: Digga D]
\nOn the road, my mash was a handgun
\nOn the wing, my mash was a Samsung
\nOn the three's no vest but they score, Iniesta
\nThree shanks gone, what a mad run
\nSkin out your pom pom like spice, when free press come through the door, I'm nice
\nMy cell mate just went through free flow, and left me on my own, so I crashed off twice
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\n[Verse 8: Unknown T]
\nI'm pissed cause the split boys better win paranoia
\nI spent 2 days on the wing with my lawyer
\nThere's a smartphone in the Zanco
\nOn the landing, and my [?] like Neuer
\nGrip my chef in the wing cause I'm chilling with Soya
\nA Mali bredrin on the wing got me screaming out "warya warya"
\nI'm a warrior, samurai ting when I bop round
\nPop smoke if I pop down, I blow trees lockdown
\nHad to be put enough weed so the crops get chopped down
\nIt's a mix of both in the Reno light with the B in the T, that's gone now
\nIt was gyally on me, now, a fellow on me
\nFor shit VD, I'm gone now
\nIt's a [?]
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\n[Verse 9: Digga D]
\nBro just called me a jail cat
\nFucking hell man felt that
\nID cards go fast man sell that, wrote three nights, now, [?] bro bought that
\nCan't spark too much gas in my cell flat
\nGood for my next door, still held that
\nOne in each hand, now I'm swingin' my left foot chest cah the right one dealt that
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\n[Verse 10: Digga D, Unknown T]
\nI'm fresh, back and I'm better so who's getting put on a sweater?
\nIf slap this dotty and hit my target, I still have 1 extra
\nMake bine, fly out the nines
\nSpill some Heinz if I can't ketch up
\nHow many yutes been cheffed up?
\nThat's multiple stab wound stressed up
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\n[Verse 10: Tugz]
\nBreak down bizz
\nThat's bits and bobs
\nNew kitchen, come work this knob
\nMy gyal bruck out, work this pot
\nShould of had a camera man to work the shot
\nTalk to me about works, my mash didn't know what the problem was
\nBut bro said he really act ecstatic
\n[?] (Bust that bomboclaat, movie setting)
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\n[Verse 11: KO]
\nLately my diets been mash and corn
\nThere's one way to handle war
\nThey say I should rap, record, before I get bagged, gotta bang them doors
\nBig difference in a way that you act and talk, all falls down when it's bags and walls
\nFool out of bounce, gang's on call, lacking and get done like who's that for?
\nPressplay on opps, no pausin'
\nReal Rules in armor clapped at opps
\nHe comes back to the block, I applaud him
\nSee a man settin' no talking
\nDon't leg it if giving a warning
\nLongest shooter my court like Jordan
\nI'm just [?] cause they all informin'
\nBasic in between four corners
\nNigz on the wing, smoke opps and wardens
\nBuyin' it, still on it, tour it
\nRoll up and boot it, we bore'em
\nBoth dingers and legits are foreign
\nBoth crash it and cruisin', stout him, won't have him later so we doing it now
\nI get bagged, I don't move my mouth when its peak, I'm staying silent
\nWhat he do to say my doubt
\nYoung boys in love with the ridin'
\n98, that's a violent crowd
\nTell him, don't use it all when you find them
\nHe starts firing and losing count
\nTired making courts to get bindin'
\nIt's a must not a reload down
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\n[Verse 12: Digga D]
\nIn the kitchen, I'm doing up [?]
\nOn the roads, I'm doing up [?]
\nIf I push my blade in your chest, the teeth in my rambs gonna tear out your flesh
\nI want 4 or more, no less
\nEverything stress when the skin get's pressed
\nI give him 8 like Horrid done Fdot
\nOr 11 like Splasha done [?]
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\n[Verse 13: DA]
\nDrill or rap, I dunno what they want
\nHand me the yola, bowl of soda, you ever seen baking in a pot
\nIs that opps in [?] or not
\nIs there space for him on a top
\nI don't mind being up in the studio, more I end up in the ride alot
\nRide along if you rock and roll
\nOut late night with the gang, gang, tryna show man about block patrol
\nComposure when we slide in [?] there slow down just stop and stroll
\n[?] for them boy there, drop and roll
\nSee us get upon and go, cause we really lock and load
\nJust locked it with the whole room toxic
\nMask on my face for the chemicals bubbling
\nI'm in the kitchen, appliance plugging, all for the sake of doubling
\nEver seen 2 barrels cuddling?
\nCase and flicks in the air like we're juggling
\nCan't violate bro, don't trouble him, might end up soaking
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\n[Verse 14: M Woo]
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\n[Verse 15: Digga D, M1llionz]
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\nI don't why this fucking guy lied, this guy ...
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\n[Verse 16: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 17: Digga D, M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 18: Jimmy]
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\n[Verse 19: Billy Billions, V9]
\nNiggas want chat bout gang, but it's Afghanistan when we pull up and crash it
\nNone of them man are on badness
\nBro wind down the window and bang it
\nMy little bro died with blood on his knife, that's a honorable death for a savage
\n2 in the neck, 3 in the chest
\nWe don't do normal stabbins
\nSplish, splash, big facts
\nMore time its corn, that's crashin'
\nI was so patterned in the [?] had a kitchen in my spot, I was tryna get a wap in
\n2 [?] was matchin
\nI done about 98 slappins'
\nI've spent atleast 37 quid on burners, daughters life i ain't cappin
\nCooking up the [?] then its proper
\nChromey, copper
\nCouldn't give a fuck about a coper, fling this corn at a pig or a opper
\n[?]
\nStraps out the army
\n98s bring the straps to the party
\n[?] cost more than your [?]
\nThe Tech cost more than your car key
\nNo safety, one in the head
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\n[Verse 20: Jimmy]
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\n[Verse 21: Trapx10]
\nI heard he got hit in his arm
\nShoulda turned CP off the holo
\nI didn't feel a way when I cheffed man's G
\nI just left that scene like Zorro
\nSkiddin' out of their block, move vigilant
\nTell bro that we might have a follow
\nI swear if it's twelve, I'ma bust this 12
\nI ain't tryna get twelve, that's dead
\nI ain't tryna get held, that's dead
\n'Cah I can't get bailed to the cell, that's stress
\nI fuck up the trap, hit cells, no texts
\nHit cells in ends and your tings get tek
\nWon't stop 'til them boy get ketch
\nOne-ups to the dangerous dude
\nPulled up at that barbeque
\nMade barbies move and I'll party groove
\nBut more time I'm litty committee
\nParties are bait, but I'm cool with my blicky
\nTouchdown and titties get siffy
\nTings on the road say they're holdin' their thingies
\nIf we can't get it in, it's a miffy
\nAt least in my cheats, I'll step with a flicky
\nLike Digga, my niggas get chingy
\nIt's whatever, get chingy
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\n[Verse 22: Mazza]
\nMazza!
\nIn love with the T it's evident
\nMake a scene don't leave no evidence
\nRun man down, see his brodie leggin' it
\nBeef's live we deading it
\nConcerned they think I'm celibate
\nI ain't hear nothing I'm celibate
\nJakes talking intelligence they don't know who's shellin' it
\nIt's us man pulling up letting it beat
\nTake man's soul like teeth
\nBrand new heat, bro's beggin' for sweets
\nGive her a chance, she soon gon' beat
\nAin't doing up net, keep it street
\nBehind the tints rolling lowkey
\nScheme on crops bro take them free
\nFry man's egg, what do you mean?
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\n[Verse 23: V9]
\nGasoline, gasoline
\nPull up on them, then show my speed
\nI run a man down with anger, endurance, police
\nJust screaming out "Please!"
\nWet man down I don't give man grief
\nBore man up celebrate with the team
\nDouble S, tally, we're the dream team
\nShotty come long like Yao Ming
\nBad b she bruck it she a barbie
\nCome through 'cause I'm horny
\nSydouk all morning
\nBark it, reverse it and spark it
\nDon't stop till you hit the target
\nBro, clart him
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\n[Verse 24: KO]
\n[?] for free, gang on my own I stand on my feet
\nHad cats sitting in O, I measured and bagged there accurately
\nOne way to handle the beef, we turn up they dashing on 3s
\nDon't bang just squeeze, in a bad way if you lack in the street
\nMusic don't work next plan up my sleeve
\nJacking the mic, I'm jacking the weed
\nBro's got size but he managed to creep
\nBro's we're in you panic and leave
\nIf it's not gang in the ride then it's probably the baddest of B's
\nRolling, saying I'm sweet should've known that it's loaded I'm ready to beat
\nMore time holding never knowing these roads
\nThis shit's ments anywhere it could go
\nFlow, pressure anybody that shows
\n[?] got me billing up roach
\nLet go off anybody that's told
\nMake profit off any Dodgy that's sold
\nOpps running when they crossing that road
\nIt's often we up in their zones
\nMatching skengs got us doing up goals
\nFire at them, hope his head stones
\nNo cars or peds, times that we went ***
\nInvolved, inherently I'm too [?]
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\n[Verse 25: Billy Billions]
\nNew Handy shoot 2 at a time, gang got down 2 in a night
\nGaze with a bruck slap two in the bruck, opp block start ruining lifes
\nI chinged up a opp and i watched him die, how the fuck did he get revived ?
\nLil bro caught a M and he died in pen, shit turned me cold inside
\nKeep a hammer and a pack for the action
\nBilly from the Holly, I'm packin
\nNever lackin', I will do the mad ting, I will run up in your mumsie's house with the Mac in
\nCan't live my life, that's no way, no gloves, no bally, but I still came
\nA man can't tell me bout gunplay, I done 3 shootins' in 1 day
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\n[Verse 26: Tugz]
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\n[Verse 27: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 28: SkengTrapMob]
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\n[Verse 29: M Woo]
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\n[Verse 30: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 31: Billy Billions]
\nI got the stick in the back of the range
\nBuss the door, let it rain
\nWhippin' and flippin' a brick of the caine
\nI called the plug and he came
\nStep on induction, they screamin' my name, I treat the wing like a stage
\nStep on your face like i step on the page, ain't tryna fuck up the suave
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\n[Verse 32: AlChubbino]
\nI don't talk much, I done laps
\nThe school close, I done trap
\nIn maths, phone on my lap
\nAnd tap, slip with my strap
\nSeven days in that trap
\nEight get paid off that pack
\nI could be home with my Julie
\nInstead I'm runnin' down movies
\nSee a wap, popped to Rudy
\nGot 2 P for your Gucci
\nReal street boy before rap
\nIn 2010, they all knew me
\nI need two homes for this pack
\nOne for cats, one for cash
\nI brought a gun to a shooter
\nBefore I brought Ps to the jeweller
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\n[Verse 33: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 34: Mazza]
\nMazza, I'm back for good
\nThey wanna know why I ain't been in the hood, half of B and 9 on Buj
\nGot me livin' just like I should
\nI know he wants to leave his friend
\nI can see it in his eyes and he knows he should
\nBack this wap on yutes, do drills, no clues
\nAnd they wonder why we drill their friend
\nBro just tapped it close range
\nPlus two shavers, you ran out of luck
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\n[Verse 35: Unknown T]
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\n[Verse 36: KO]
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\n[Verse 37: DA]
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\n[Verse 38: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 39: DA]
\nMan gets rocked whenever we roll, rise up lets go on patrol
\nStay with heat man, just share it generously
\nCan't let that block get cold
\nStill beat at a barbeque, tryna slip when your lit
\nGet lit like coal
\nWait till the roads get hit like cones
\nSkeleton's broke and breaking bones
\nLive life like a movie star, no way is that opp on QBR
\nCan't put six in the star, ...
\nAll you get carried in the car
\nTryna spill juice like a crowded bar
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\n[Verse 40: Tallerz]
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\n[Verse 41: Billy Billions]
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\n[Verse 42: Unknown T]
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\n[Verse 43: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 44: Tallerz and Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 45: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 46: TPM Experience]
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\n[Verse 47: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 48: Billy Billions]
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\n[Verse 49: DA]
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\n[Verse 50: V9]
\nGot down ---, should've firmed this ching
\nAnd bro grabbed him and kicked him, i did him
\nHow many man turn victim?
\nGot chings to complete this mission
\nFuckin' victim
\nI'm a stalkin' villain
\nDon't call on my phone askin' me "who did it?"
\nI'm smokin' on Carna, sippin' on Nippon
\nI'm feelin' dizzy
\nMust be DD, or cheddar, or error
\nIt's whatever
\nI smoke Latts, chase Stabbz
\nSaw Mogz, made him crash
\nMan know me, I'm bad
\nI try ching Rabba but the pussio dashed
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\n[Verse 51: Teeway]
\nBig up Groundworks, yo
\nI don't verbal abuse with tramps, so I just fill up the box with bats
\nI dunno 'bout my mans health, but he don't want ketch this cop that's facts
\nBrother S just shut down West I'd rather invest in locks and packs
\nHow you garn' rap 'bout bandos, you ain't seen 10 in elastic bands
\nStill on the grind all 90 and I'm still in the hustle now
\nMy bitch wan' come down South, 'cah she love giving my muscle mouth
\nI done it all bait and I don't want this on my plate like brussel sprouts
\nThis dust when I made him grouch and he firmed that shit like a soldier
\nYou never made a quid off a quid, I flipped that shit like a Motorola
\nIf I clock that face is soda, I just hope I got the super soaker
\nWhen I [?], yo
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\n[Verse 52: M1llionz]
\nThey must've thought that was, but if that was that, then what is this?
\nI'm goin' mad at the fed that nicked me
\nIf only he knew how tight this handcuff is
\n[?]
\nTurn the traction off on the ST and let's really see if he can handle it
\nDiesel or unleaded, right there man's headed, if traffics condreaded
\nYo, next ting
\n[Verse 53: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 54: Tugz]
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\n[Verse 55: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 56: M Woo]
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\n[Verse 57: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 58: SkengTrapMob]
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\n[Verse 59: Jimmy]
\nRacks on this blower
\nAin’t that jakes in my rear view?
\nOn smoke, shit let me keep my composure
\nJakes on my boys for drillings and stuff
\nFuck, gotta switch this motor
\nI might have to switch my pattern
\nCan’t stop trappin’
\nWaze for the map it’s waps for the madness
\nStill get it gone if it’s average could’ve been early when the mandem ran in
\nBig whips for the crashin’, could end up flattened
\nBig batty gyal are bruckin’ it up, I might have to leave my handprint
\nCould get that call when it’s time for duty
\nRapid response for gang ain’t campers
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\n[Verse 60: Teeway]
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\n[Verse 61: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 62: V9]
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\n[Verse 63: Teeway]
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\n[Verse 64: Alchubbino]
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\n[Verse 65: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 66: D.A.]
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\n[Verse 67: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 68: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 69: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 70: SkengTrapMob]
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\n[Verse 71: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 72: D.A.]
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\n[Verse 73: TALLERZ]
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\n[Verse 74: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 75: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 76: Unknown T]
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\n[Verse 77: V9]
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\n[Verse 78: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 79: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 80: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 81: Mwoo]
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\n[Verse 82: Unknown T]
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\n[Verse 83: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 84: D.A.]
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\n[Verse 85: Unknown T]
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\n[Verse 86: Teeway]
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\n[Verse 87: D.A.]
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\n[Verse 88: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 89: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 90: TALLERZ]
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\n[Verse 91: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 92: M1llionz]
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\n[Verse 93: D.A.]
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\n[Verse 94: Trapx10]
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\n[Verse 95: Billy Billions]
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\n[Verse 96: Jimmy]
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\n[Verse 97: Tugz]
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\n[Verse 98: Digga D]
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\n[Verse 99: Tallerz]
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\n[Verse 100: M Woo]
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