Ganging (feat. RV)

How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin' How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin' I was in HM Durham with the geezers And I ain't lookin' on the early They don't wanna release us Before May like Theresa Touch road stepped straight into the T-house With this white girl, Tulisa I just link big bro for a picture, that's Mona Lisa My young boy done 14 days in the T And he ain't eat nothing but pizza I really come out of jail and I learnt how to handle this .44 easier I really come out of jail finesse this bait face chinging Left man twist up How many time was I doin' up Serco And they told me to hold my wrist up I done the wrong type of tourin' Association in the mornin' All the accents northern, still man approach with caution Only now man are talking 'bout gang Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Me and Rv done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin' How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin' Me and Headz gonna win the league for Tottenham You can have faith in us Them n- there wouldn't make the subs Any opp block I'll tape it up I'm in the trap tryna count these racks Until I get paper cuts Bad Bs show man love and opp boys just hate my guts I hit Abz on a casual day Go yum-yums when I'm fellin' peckish Opps love doin' ten toes Them man must have a foot fetish Anything green get bun Went Five Guys in Wood Green And told bossman just cool with the lettuce I used to go park and test in Now if it ain't aimed at a pagan's head then I ain't interested All of this dough we spent on smoke Lord knows I could've invested How many times have I touched them kids The whole opp blocks been molested My girl puts it in her bag 'Cause I can't lack and I can't get arrested How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin' How only now you start boastin' 'bout gang? Rude boy I'll tell you 'bout ganging Where were you when gang done the baitest, uh Back then it was red bandanas Still pull up on a gang 'ting Anywhere goes, main road or do it in traffic Still creep with the headlights off Then jump out spazzin'