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Fumez The Engineer, Vinny

Iv gripped the thing an Av let squeeze , me mums eyes say son please , before I sprayed at fake gs, had to test the fifth on old trees , really poked and slashed man , made orders an tax man , certified real mad man , strapped with an innocent cab man , hungry lookin for raises in phases done maddest shit for the wages , on my block don’t come with tasers firearm squad got things with lasers , big shout to all the haters .. everyday could catch new cases , Give a fuck about Internet status , whole city know I put rats in papers ,, … whole estate know Av put the work in an am gonna bust me strap , give a fuck who ringin the phone tell them we ain’t giving back , op block dead am riding this is like my tenth lap , hittin plugged in puttin the estate on the fuckin map , Iv shot man Iv robbed man , emptied clips with tha hand thing , squeezed heat flashbacks banged off an me ears ring , leaving ops stretched we ain’t talking about no hamstring , it’s stonedale l11 spittin with fumes on a mad thing , …copped the thing straight out of my mans cocked an let it go, people on me daily saying you about to blow , a Scouse plugged in yano I had to switch the flow , me lifes like monopoly I went to jail before I passed go ,still around the pumps the ninas an the baby glocks , had the wing smashed stuck sittin behind the locks , distrubuting goods an food like am the citys docks , me an s on the wing more parcels than a post box , but let me tell you about this girl that I use to love , risking 5 or more if had to squeeze without the gloves , true love for this bitch there wernt no one above ,had to grip on her hand tight whenever push come to shove , when I was on my own she backed it , I spun the pack but we jacked it , fully on tha rat shit , to make a mans hat split .she loved rollin in a fast whip , she got a big waist no clip ,she moving like gymnastics always tryna make man backflip ,she’s got me pissed an am thinkin about the clothes I lost , when she moaning for sweets who paid the fukin cost , she’s rolling she so ready to take out the boss , and she my first option when am tryna regain a loss - —put the city on the map an so I fuckin should , pull up and hug the whole block I wish I fukin could , no handouts here coz we get it out the fukin mud , wipe it down quick then ride out tryna spill blood ,—- what’s the next test am hungry an am fuckin stressed , cps give eds of a fuckin text , pad got spun like decks 38s glocks an tecs , strapped on missions riding out Tryna avoid recks , didn’t need no vest , the rats I pressured an pressed , 3 months blocked off freezin had me depressed , am Tryna get some rest they mesage sayin am the best , the hardest in the city An I say it with me fuckin chest

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