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Digga D - The Truth Pt. 2

[Intro]
Gang shit, come on
ReekoRay
Feel me? Free the guys man, free the members dem

[Verse 1]
Double wrap crack, double tap straps, Shotgun Shane, no DoubleTap Dappz
I’ve slept in traps and hustled in flats, boy you ain’t mad, some fraudulent man
We bucked Tiny live in the flesh and he said he weren’t mad, that wraps he flipped it
He said he weren’t on to the mandem but he’s on Dublin so I still dished it
Bro said his light comes better than mine, lets’s go compare it, simples
OT trips, I put food in my town like tinsels
Load the brucky with bells, and watch them all run when it jingles
I just got a packet of smoke, but you can hold one, that’s a singles
But look at that chocolate barbie, I swear that’s Remz’s auntie
She don’t care if I’m beefing her nephew, she still lets me slip that dick in her narni
Finesse mans pack if he comes with weed, that's dead like RD
Run man down till he runs out of breath, he might just die like Tarabi
Grab him, get him, wet man down with the rams, I’m a violent man
My burners on me, I’m only shook of the Trident gang
J1 got itched and snitched, he’s far from a silent man
Bruck back in the ruck sack, adrenaline rush when the sirens rang
4 man on 2 peds, 15 on my hip, mans doing up pillion
I saw a black yute in a track suit, I would’ve been vexed if I chinged that civilian
When I heard that broski scored on Fredo, that news was brilliant
He got round there on a one man army ting, he’s way too militant
Trap mash, get bread, man whip zeds
2 [?] filled up with biseds
Them man there talking trap, they ain’t seen 10 bags, them niggas some dickheads
Diss T1 and you might get bun, what? them man there bluffing
How many times have the mandem said Teewiz and they ain’t done nothing
Interview room, Feds talking bout burners
I got a pending case, 2 attempted murders
Man got lunch, spots in cunch, I just need some workers
10 plus 1 we lurkers
Trap earners and lurkers, before I whip that shit close the curtains

Digga D - The Truth Pt.2 (CGM)

Lyrics:
[Hook:Digga D] (x2)
Get it soft then i whip it
Turn the rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make the trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even tho i lose out on profit

[verse 1:Digga D}
Real shit i ain't lying
Only beat I heard was the line ring
You was raving I was grinding
If there's a knife around I ain't fighting
I'll fuck your gyal without trying
Still out'ere I ain't hiding
Young nigga, riding
Bought a shotgun not diamond
Man trap giddy
In the trap house man get busy
She sucked this willy
Cah she know i get p like diggy
2 packs on a table, i just shot 2 pack like biggy
Had to cover my nose
Crack fumes had me feeling dizzy
Let my [?] knows I'm Groving
They say they wanna ride
Young boy i asked man twice if he's rolling
Man went [?] 3 shanks up in a whip that's stolen
Dis trap shit gets boring
And these crack [?] keep phoning
Get it soft then i whip it
I send a text and then flip it
Get the drop on the trap
I'll roll up and then kick it
I'm running there like feds
Put the shotgun to his head
Like I ain't playing no games
Fam where you hiding them Z's

[Hook:Digga D] (x2)
Get it soft then i whip it
Turn the rock then I chop it
Put the pebs into cling
I got hella bandz in my pocket
They make the trapper look shit
Them niggas there should just stop it
3 for 20 on deals
Even tho i lose out on profit

Digga D - Hella Bandz (Ladbroke Grove)

[Intro]
S-s-samurai sword in my palm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living)
G-g-grievous bodily harm (P-p-p-p-pyrex living)
War dem ah get if a war dem want (Pyrex living)
Beef intense could never be calm

[Verse 1]
He told me he knows how to whip, now he’s in the kitchen looking all shakey
Bro just phoned for a Z, and asked for the price on the Katie
I told him it all depends, if it’s washed do you want it flakey?
He asked if it's ten out of ten, are you dumb, you dickhead rate me
I’m the youngest nigga that’s doing it
Tell bro don’t put the whole thing under the tap, cah you might just ruin it
Side by side with 2 in it
I got a bitch in the car when I’m moving it
I jumped out the car when I slapped it
They found a whip but not one clue in it
I’ll show these guys how to drill (drill, drill, drill, drill)
Real eyes, realise and recognise real
The weapon I'm gripping that's stainless, you don’t wanna feel this steel
I left man slumped on the pavement, ching, stab him for the kill
I was in the flats, chopping up crack, I don’t give a Jack, I done it with Jill
Gillette blades
I did it bait, jump out the whip on the mains, shank in my hand tryna ching his face
I got nicked for a GBH but I had my mask on my face
So I bussed that silly case

[Hook]
Samurai sword in my palm
Grievous bodily harm
With intent when I swing mans arm, beef intense could never be calm
War dem ah get if a war dem want
They wanna be us but they can’t
Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew, JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant

[Verse 2]
Plug just come to the re, now I’m in the bando crushing up yola
Kitchens baking hot, watch it fizzle and drop with baking soda
Fill the Pyrex up with water, let it run cah it needs to get colder
I got ten out of ten on the Lisa, finna get food back on the Mona
I ain’t even put the fork in the 'rex and it started locking already
I just gave Annas a tester and I got all stars like Kenny
In the jail house doing up Bernadette but the loud come dank like Penny
Spin all 6 but I got 5, now there’s a space in the T like jelly
Way too loose, know we recording the truths, jump out gang on the news
Ting get sweet, now they wanna water it down, coming like dilute juice
Coming like squash, squash what? point blank when - got shot
ISIS days, I had it in lock, I rap what I live don’t call man hot
Dem boy there rap and lie, oi stop that shit
My b is the best, that’s chocolate chip
Put the fork in the 'rex and don’t stop till I rock that shit
I don’t ask man questions, just know that I shot that prick

[Hook x2]
Samurai sword in my palm
Grievous bodily harm
With intent when I swing mans arm, beef intense could never be calm
War dem ah get if a war dem want
They wanna be us but they can’t
Wet, wet, wet man down for the crew, JSav and Hunch, that’s Phil and Grant

Digga D (CGM)  - With Intent

[Intro: ?]
Gang gang
1011

[Verse 1: Sav'O]
Back my blade like who's on what
Wet man down till he's barely alive man the opps dem know what I'm on (D-d-dip)
Try skrr up man smashed mans whip, like don't try cut tru' my block (Don't)
The talking ting it's long, slip on a glide and you'll get turned off
Niggas already know what it is (They know)
My bro done wet man down in his whip and he made that vehicle flip (Ching)
Peng gyal on man from qway, come to the ends and do naughty things (Bad)
Free all the locked up members (Free 'em), two times man been on the wing
Us man known for the dirty splashings, how many guys have I chinged
Fresh out the can (Ayy)
Fresh home it's mad (Ayy)
Barbies wanna do man (Ayy)
Opp thots they're on gang (Ayy)
And I ain't never been whacked (No way)
So why's man bluffing? (Bluffing)
Bucked these opps, I draw for my waist and they run when they see what I'm tucking (Some dickheads)
Said that you're onto my dons, when you bucked them why the fuck were you stunting (Why?)
Hands on the dotz, lurk for the opps, manna really know how to bruck it (Bow)
Get man down in public (Public)
Lil' bro ZK on the 12s jump off dip put holes in jumpers (Dip)
Man catch a case a man buss it (Buss)

[Verse 2: Digga D]
I like how my young boy play in the field, I might just scout him (Scout)
I don't wanna play play ting when I back that dotz, I'm tryna pronounce him (Bow)
I heard that Jeezy turned bad, you can't be talking 'bout Calvin (No)
Nuttin ain't changed, Jeezy's a pussy, I don't know how they're around him (Dickhead)
The camera watched when I bang that dotz
I didn't check my surroundings
I never left that block til I found him
Dip man down make him lie in blood like, shit bro I think you're drowning (Ching)
I got a new ting, skeng bare teeth, pretty little browning (Bad)
Them boy there flex in whips that's lended
Them whips are rented (Dickheads)
When I crashed this corn at your whip, your pissed don't worry about your car getting dented (Don't)
When I step on your block it's a GBH, a murder case or attempted (Dead out)
That live coulda got prevented but when I attended that life got ended (Trust)

[Verse 3: AP]
Vigorous who from the 156? (Hmm?)
Who you kidding you prick
Everyone disperse when they see that stick
Rise it and press it they legging, the 12, them pressure the 12 love snitch
Back it inject in a fella and fill up his sweater and then skrr off quick
How many times have we skrred on kids?
OT spots that's M-Way trips
3 5 scores straight cash no ticks (No ticks)
And that bitch come dead like Wizz
Suck this dick deep throat then skip (Hmm?)
Talking 'bout me getting dipped
But the man only aim for my arm, like oh my gard why the opps so shit (Some dickhead)
Splash up anyone's party, why you think our names never put on the list (Ching)
I ran man down with his dargie, the boy so speedy but still got chinged
I gave 8 straight after Horrid1 'ready chinged that prick (That's bro)
Like how many man's been hit?
On the opp block man skrr and skid
Like 5-double O with 9-double O man jump off the ped with things (That's bro)
About TeeWizz was a rebel, he reminds me of Red Bull, they both have wings (Fly)
And no way that this beef can settle, I step with the metal to pierce man's skin (Hmm?)
Civilians saw that day, them man had their waps and still got chinged (Chinged)

[Verse 4: Loose1]
I ain't got time for these fags (No)
I was 15 with the 15-inch rambo in my JD bag (Ching)
I had enough of this chat (Hmm?)
Solomon ain't no sav' (Not at all)
Only bad upon YouTube like 12 times have I made you dash (Runner)
Now lemme just state some facts
Dotty come long like Banks (Bow bow)
Same day bro got chinged, we went round there and we let that bang (Facts)
So stop the talk on your tracks
There's no way that these roadboys trap (No way)
Anytime I go to the 12 I don’t seeing no soul in their boring flats

Sav'O X Digga D X AP X Loose1 (CGM) - Who's On What

All Credit to Music Producer @DrillMediaEnt@gmail.com
I do not claim any ownership of this Song.

Digga D - The Truth Pt.2 (CGM)

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