Nito NB x Workrate x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In Songtext
von Fumez the Engineer

Sensei (Sensei)
Oi, we′re plugged in with fumez
Gang
You know dem boys in a certain colour don't want us to win
Fuck the a*
My man raps ′bout
Like no I ain't fuckin did that, big facts
I was sixteen I
When I flick that, ying that, ying that
Then I went on done in a week
Done numerous drills and I made it back
All I know is to get on my knees
And I pray to Allah and I gave him thanks (Alhamdulillah)
Bro bro's nine double M just jam
So watch my spin ting just spin then bang (Bow)
It′s life were risking anytime we bang
Do it for the cause ′cah I love my batch
Just got slapped in dank
And right now I'm billin′ up
Throwin' up six ′til we're throwin′ up (Gang, gang, gang)


Bill them packs
They say we ain't got no chill
Cause their bro got killed and we still won't leave it (Bap, bap)
In and out blocks with a bruckback bеat it
If I spot me an opp I′ma jump out squeeze it (Grr-a)
Bro said squeeze it, fill it up, clеan it
Give it a bleaching, drilling completed
Sinning repeated, don′t do pleading
Never did leave it, back it and beat it
They're upset and tops (Haha)
Because they got plugged in with Fumez
So they took us down by the PC plod (Fuck ′em)
But we still won't stop ′cause it stays un-cocked
Weren't too shocked when got dropped
And the Pyrex pot, said it done man lots
Who′s on what? Red light, don't stop
Cause the mash in the ride stays way too hot
018 when the beef was fryin'
Where was you? That was me and my batch (Where was you?)
019 same shit, still tryin′
How many opps shoulda been in this pack? (Still ridin′)
Coulda been the six or the NB flats
Niggas know that sayin', ding dongs and waps
Ask ′bout me and the whole don't cap
I hop out the car, ching chong then dash
I rely on Allah when I jump in the dinger
I good with my sixer and two of these chingers
The first time I crept up
Got chinged and turned to singers
Niggas know well I′m a drilla
'017 when the waps got lift up
′018, '019 slidin'
′020 TeeRose got bill up
Roses are red, violets are blue
One′s in a blunt, and one's in a zoot
Two in the front and one in the boot
Just give me the drop and I′ll bring it to you (We will)
Tell bro spin this motor, I see me a opp
But I think that he spotted this whip (Skrrt)
Let me jump out quick, see him swerve, then dip
To avoid but it didn't do shit
I show no love, so there′s no love lost
I was over the stove 'til the grub did lock
With a big .45 or a 1-2 pop
When I′m in and out blocks I don't see them dons
They say they get busy like Sean
But your boy got dropped and he didn't respawn
That′s dropped by
Now he′s lost all mind like a Jason Bourne (Dead boy)
I ain't got the baitest face
But the baitest name ′cah my (Haha)
How many times bro clocked that face
And we left no trace when the crime scene taped
Bro clocked them getting lit in the range
Got on one knee and he aimed at his face
I ain't tryna sound nuttin′ like these drill boys
But shot so'
I was throwing from way back (Way back)
One more, same day as the payback (Payback)
Old new plates are they sure that′s that
If they haven't got heart, just cap, don't say that (Don′t do it)
If they did slide ′round don't play that (Nah)
We gon′ fill-up the ride and go straight back
And now I'm running down kids for the talk online
And we done dig that when he ate that (Fuck the Jakes)
Fumez the Engineer