Intro (See You At The Gates) lyrics

[Intro]
[?] Aguar
Mm?
*Gunshots*
Come on!
Giuseppe!
They shot [?]
[?]
Who want to test me, come on?
Come on!

[Verse]
I'm the reason they scream Harlem b*tch (Muh, muh)
Come '013, I put crack on my strip
Them yute come round like too much time
So I flipped that script and started banging on pricks
Me and Latz in his prime, [Maddister?] kids
Only time was on 'peds in adrenaline kicks
Prayin' when we got home man someone got hit (Live)
Right now they got playin' on us, cool
We gon' fill em' with slugs hand ting [?] all black wit' the clutch
Make sure when you hear em', it's done
SD and Tape wit' the leng gyal and they all hear that he bust his gun
You're dumb if you think man's done, skin flare up make your blood feel numb (Muh, muh)
Yo
I never stopped smoking on Munna, I hear all they talk bout' Latz, I'm vexed too (So high)
Me, I don't care we got [?] want dead moves, that's redrums and black suits (Grrt)
And if you ski em, crash gang prolly cooked, don't wet him
If not him then his bredrin
Hand ting, no we don't fire like Tekken, you reckon try, man'll bag you in seconds
Don't do drive-by, gang walk up
Get walked on, air-outs on the corner
21 in this map, slaughter, muh
Harlem boy, like Porter
Petro-bus and retape my skin, bro creep round the back [?] cage him in
Swag him and bad him [?], badder gyal
Gallery Dept's still walk with a limp
Can't go back and I don't regret all the yutes I smoked, all the opps I bled
Told bro, "go round there with a glee", SK on me, but the corn too dead
The man see gyal and they try impress, gyal come round man get jeet and left
I need me a switch, have one in the head so suttin for- (Muh, muh)
[Outro]
Phone call [?] recorded, if you do not wish to accept this call, please hang up now
*Beep*
Yo
Yo gang
Ay
Ay you don't even know bro, you know it's f*ckin, it's been four years today since I caught the case
Crazy cuz
You know what I mean?
But
You know what I live by man, rather get judged by 12, carried by 6, I got judged by 36 cah I went three trials in gang
Right now, just on the wing, with some lifers, couple 15-year n*ggas, couple 10-year n*ggas, craziness bro they lookin at my ting like yo you got a seven, that's baby food
I can't lie that's real chat, cah right now I'm 23, yeah, 24 in May and I'll be out by 25 believe that gang
But tell everyone from now
See You at the Gates