C1 – HillSide Demons Lyrics

C1 HillSide Demons Lyrics, LD HillSide Demons Lyrics

Hilzz made this
JS back with a banger
Aye, MZY, turn me up
Some live boys in the building
Mhm, LT, 60

Back then, tryna make that ped start
Now, we jump out and we give them head starts (Bap, bap)
G17, let lead clart
Any type of problem, you know where them skengs are (LT)
Don’t get caught tryna find where your friends are (Nope, nope)
Point blank, and he skied it like Bendtner (Safe)
Had me out on the line with my arms like Wenger
Come we play footy, put the ball on the center
Headers, tackles, the whole lot
It weren’t for PressPlay when Rose got shot
He was throwin’ up LowerTulseK a lot (Fuck off)
Got us a drop, flew to the Top (Uh-ha)
There was cops, gang had to get off (Dasheen)
Had man runnin’ like Sonic the Hedgehog
We had that lightskin yute in the headlock (Ying it)
If you want, I can talk ’bout dead opps
But I don’t talk ’bout them ‘cah they’re dead opps (Fuck it)
Any time them man hear skengs pop
When they’re cuttin’, they ain’t tryna get sent off (Bap, bap)
Got us a dotty, Slim lost that one time
Said he weren’t involved, now, he’s doin’ up gun signs (Safe, safe)
We just let that run bine
Never thought my nigga Darko would switch sides (Oh, no)
If you come Lower Tulse, best think twice
What happened to my man’s brother? (Come on)
LT, gang shit, meet all the fuckers
Bullet (Bap, bap, bap), now, everything’s fuck up
Caught Quin and a man turn run up (Get off, get off)
The UpTop yutes ain’t out in the summer (Get)
**** would never done shit, what a bummer
Bullyin’ them got funner and funner (Lit)

Three double O just weavin’, creep up gang
We ain’t into no screamin’ (LT)
Ask LB how we left that leakin’
You don’t wanna buck into me and my demons (Bap)
He got done and left on the backroads (Bow, bow)
He got done and left on the mains (Bow-bow)
Stuff that car with the Hillside Demons (All of that, all of that)
And tour opp blocks, no, we don’t need Waze (Mhm)
Three double O just weavin’, creep up gang
We ain’t into no screamin’ (LT)
Ask LB how we left that leakin’
You don’t wanna buck into me and my demons (Bap)
He got done and left on the backroads (Bow, bow)
He got done and left on the mains (Bow-bow)
Stuff that car with the Hillside Demons (Mhm, all of that, all of that)
And tour opp blocks, no, we don’t need Waze (Mhm)

DoRoad done him, the Mental done him
The DoRoad done him again, that’s ments (Three times)
‘Fore I managed the beef, I was live in the fields and I put hella man on the bench (I benched that)
See that MAC go *grat*, that .40 bow and the corn do him and his friend (Yeah, all of that, all of that)
I still roll with the grave diggers (Stretch gang)
Tryna put guys in tents (Mhm)
Won’t come, they all know better (Aye)
Hot day, man, I change that weather (Grrt, grrt)
He said we’ll never see him
We saw him, trr, never say never (Streched it)
Me and C talkin’ works, so they got down Stuttz when we got him first (Bow, bow)
They said they got **** and Rose then said we got **** and Blackz, way better (Way better)
You know me, just give me a reason (Mhm)
And I’ll pepper that beef with no season (Grr, baow)
I don’t need codeine, that’s bright
Just give me that glean, I’ll leave a man leanin’ (Glee, glee)
Hella guys sign in the vids, but he’s never involved whenever man seen him (Huh?)
It’s calm, it’s calm, next time we see him, delete him (Stretch that)
Turn a hot day to a wet play (Hahaha)
Bro gripped that cannon and shoot that block like PressPlay (Man shoot that up)
That ain’t even enough, he come back ’round in the next day (Huh), and the next day (Lie)
Chest and neck, don’t worry ’bout leg day (Mhm)
Govern’ in Lambeth, fuck what the MET say (All of that, all of that, all of that)

Three double O just weavin’, creep up gang
We ain’t into no screamin’ (LT)
Ask LB how we left that leakin’
You don’t wanna buck into me and my demons (Bap)
He got done and left on the backroads (Bow, bow)
He got done and left on the mains (Bow-bow)
Stuff that car with the Hillside Demons (All of that, all of that)
And tour opp blocks, no, we don’t need Waze (Mhm)
Three double O just weavin’, creep up gang
We ain’t into no screamin’ (LT)
Ask LB how we left that leakin’
You don’t wanna buck into me and my demons (Bap)
He got done and left on the backroads (Bow, bow)
He got done and left on the mains (Bow-bow)
Stuff that car with the Hillside Demons (All of that, all of that)
And tour opp blocks, no, we don’t need Waze (Mhm)

Hilzz made this
JS back with a banger