Correction Lyrics Notorious Hill by R6

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Sensei
Gang
Hilzz made this
Big f**king dripper
You know my n***a f**king R6 fresh home
f**k up the streets
Rookie, You get it

Spartan drop
I'm soon off-license
I don't have a shop
Bro's not a rasta
But he got locked
If I don't have gloves then I gotta use socks, aye
I done up a man at college, yuck
R6 way too horrid
I shoulda been gaining knowledge
But like oats I turned him porridge
Spartan drop
I'm soon off-license
I don't have a shop
Bro's not a rasta
But he got locked
If I don't have gloves then I gotta use socks, aye
I done up a man at college, yuck
R6 way too horrid
I shoulda been gaining knowledge
But like oats I turned him porridge

Pushing weight, gaining pounds
I don't want my * on the block
Shotty come oh so long
So we got that saw, chop-chop
Knock Knock
I ain't tryna go back cabs
See I pray that it ain't no c*ck
I'm tired, tired of being a free flow
Swinging my plug in a sock
And man got the coat but I got the lock
If I change that code then his arse is blocked
Them man said they got rocks
I got half a brick left all on wash
If we ain't friends, he's gonna he boshed
Ain't no work, I ain't like Josh
Dutty adhanis saving thots
Why you tryna save that thot?
Now my * in Italian drip
Like a building site, my team get bricks
I'm not like Nike, I don't like ticks
I can do magic, turn 4 into 6
Dotty in the ride and it looks like a Twix
9 outta 10 times n***as get hit
Clickz he's a opp, he just flicks and dips
Tryna go bird like he's suttin' n sh*t
sh*t then shook
How many times have I dipped and skipped?
Handy tools like a shop in Wicks
Bring out the mop like when I done Biggz
And man slipped, nah they ain't black, all p*ss
Shoutout the guys who really take trips
Stuff it in that bag, I gotta put it in hip
When the beef's intense, we hide our sticks
Anywhere in London
He got cheffed in his face in Leicester Square
Pocket-rocket, my man's lucky
Cah, more time we don't play fair
Bro's in gear 2, should be in gear 3
Boy he's tryna burn these skids
Skududu
I see a cop right there, wait, driver don't go near

Notorious Hill, they say 1-nil
How come your boys laid out in *?
German whip, broken spinner
Point-blank when I hit that target
I've been cutting shapes in opps
I'm far from an average artist
The day that we got down *
He looked like * the man got blasted
From a younger, had a strap
Battery packing, he's back, now he's fully on charged
If the drench find out with the 22 inch I was swooping the wounds
"Oh Laard!"
They think I'm Lieutenant
They calling me Sarge
Fans think I'm a star, they're Mad About Bars
If we never turned him corpse then we weren't gonna burnt our cars
You would think I'm a bartender
The way R6 loves giving out shots
On the opp block I see 2
2 white boys, both of them darting off
Never had gloves that day
Would've pressed that trigger, would've done it with socks
Fatal and soft, turn that rock from me when I'm getting slop
Still pulling up no messes
Smackdown roll like a man's been wrestling
Bro can't whip so I gave him a fork and reps and taught him a lesson
1-man-army
I'm tryna make pound like I just said "Laardi"
Long day traffic, I need some nani, aye, So I just called up mali

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