[Intro]
(M1 on the beat)
You'll never take that risk (x2)
(Mk the plug)
You'll never take that risk (x4)
[Verse 1]
Yeah we put corn in clips
How many times did we take them trips (how many)
I was walking around with the. 38 spinner
How many times did I take that risk
How many times did they shoot and miss
How many times did they touch civilians
Then try rap and claim that shit (packs)
How many lives have been taken shit (shit den)
How many times have we taped off strips (bare times)
How many bells did I have in the chamber
And that p*ssyhole still got hit (1)
How many mashes done got gripped
How many times did we lurk with things
How many times did I beg my friend again and again
To drop me that stick
I got it and he saw what I did
Since then it's never left my hip
I put rambo blades in chests
I put flick knives straight in necks
With a wap I'll aim for your head
If you see me your looking at death
G-G-Got 'em all scared, they're looking at their mates
Like who's getting taken next
You'll really don't wanna meet your end
Nigga don't slip before you meet your friends
And it's real talk I don't need to pretend
I don't play fair, man play with skengs
And I've been crashing corn at the paigons dem (Bu-bush)
Anywhere goes they know, broad day still scoring goals
When I get round with smoke
I ain't tryna hear you ain't involved
[Chorus]
(x2)
You'll never take that risk
Sit back laugh with the gang
How they rap when they ain't on piss
Niggas wanna talk about riding
Whole day tryna tape off strips
No face no case no witness
No case no trace no prints
You'll never take that risk
[Verse 2]
All sorts of violence
Anywhere goes that's broad day knifings
I'm the type to see that opp on the main road
And still on sight him (I don't give a f*ck)
If you slip get drilled man will double tap with the steel
Man can't talk about gang
Cause we've been around there bares
And I ain't gotta talk we banged
These niggas they're making me sick
How are they still posting vids they ain't on shit
I remember it was Me, M and Shortz in the ride 2 loaded sticks
Lucky that the ting there jammed (f*ck sake)
Same way it jammed on Prez
Shit den I blame that skeng cause I would of been 2 dead
Way before I hit mans head
They talk bout 7 it's 7 or nuthin
I ain't got love for the 6
They sneak diss and talking about bitches
But we do drills and we on this ting (Gaza)
And we do this proper still might jerk me a shotter
Bradley already got bunned now I'm tryna corn his brudda (word)
[Chorus]
You'll never take that risk
Sit back laugh with the gang
How they rap when they ain't on piss
Niggas wanna talk about riding
Whole day tryna tape off strips
No face no case no witness
No case no trace no prints
You'll never take that risk
[Outro]
(Fumez the engineer)
You'll never take that risk (x4)