21 District - Compressor

Now they sayin' aye look
We needa talk
Yeah Nah
When feds wanna take out the tape
And press record
Yeah Nah
Machine on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
RG's back on the field
Feds trynna put us on reels
But how can I complain
When on papers
they finally see who's real
I was up with the bros on hills
Tumbled back like jack and jill
Now we out here making a comeback
Malik and RG giving em chills
These days I don't get feels anymore
Wet em up then I feel that thrill
Get far when I pop two in a opp
Servin the lot that's a Big Man drilled
I love when a big man squeal
I got dotti's for any ordeals
RonGotti just got more real
When I Grab that hotti and merc that
Insert that
Click clack
Now they sayin' aye look
We needa talk
Yeah Nah
When feds wanna take out the tape
And press record
Yeah Nah
Machine on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
Gang too Solid
21 district aim for The ballers
We back on set with the rest
Too much texts
But they got no callers there lad
Whose on it
We on it
And I'm there lad anyone talk I'm sorting
And if I'm locked then I'll slaughter
Brother they raise the stakes
And we call it
Come see me walk that yard
With a fat I.W on the neck
Who go bang for the set like me
We put Thousand a head on G's with G's
Got G's on G's
Flash big cash lad I made youse cheap
Grievous body harm for when needed
Man left bleeding and no peace
Little dog
Go hard don't fall out
Guns out bag packed with the goods about
Check this bitch when you see my wrist lad
Flick that shit like Nadal
Swear I'm focused on earning
But if they dirty I'll clip in 30 and burn em
Talk that talk cos I'll cop that lock little dog
Stay Lurking
Still on the field finna risk my freedom
Been running the ball since steedens
How can they say that they out here beefing
But not on the strip when the whole gangs creeping
Pull up quick gang spray
All day shit gang gang
Load that clip and bang bang
Got beef that I cannot drop
So until I'm done
This shit won't stop
Got soldiers out on roads
And we got soldiers up in lock
I pray for the day
That my whole gangs eats
When my soldiers get released
Trust when the gang touchdown
In the opps end zone
That plays complete
Got too much pride inside if they want smoke consider it done
Got bros in the ACT
Dont worry about me
I rep that 61
Trust that the drills get done
In the pm where the packs get flung
Out on the road
If you wanna get some
Lad Karmas a bitch
That's why yous lost one
Now they sayin' aye look
We needa talk
Yeah Nah
When feds wanna take out the tape
And press record
Yeah Nah
Machine on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
One sweep and I'm leaving a mess
Please talk tough and you will get stretched
Bra how can I take em serious
They look up to cunts that I've pressed
No pressure run up allday
No Moses here but I raise this stick
Watch All of these cunts give way
Ain't no tactics
Only dons in the innerwest traffic
Get got and it will be graphic
How bout * got put on the catfish
Lad I ride for the gang
Trust Don't play in the 21 era
And if u take that trip
And you wear that risk
Tell mum you'll be back by never
Tell mum you'll be back by never
Now they sayin' aye look
We needa talk
Yeah Nah
When feds wanna take out the tape
And press record
Yeah Nah
Machine on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed
Now chicks wanna go for a walk
Yeah Nah
When feds wanna take out the tape
And press record
Yeah Nah
Machine on a opp fill him up bra
Friends of opps my comp get pressed
This a compressor
Cunts get squashed
Wap like a mop
One sweep and they all get washed

Written by:
James Nikua

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