Hook
My district has too much drillers
Like who wants it
Like who wants war with Sydney's realest
They talk that talk on gas
But them boys they ain't got no triggers
They act like they in trenches
But them boys ain't got no diggers
Like Spot the Difference
Verse 1
OneFour, we still active
We still ***ching
If I ain't out there in the field cuz
Then I guarantee I am working
My crew still in the trap
Flipping packs, this and that
Heard there's runners here in my hood
How can they run lad, without tax
And if we're talking scores, hashtag facts
Like who got robbed at Cat's
Try coming down on them trains lad
You get sent home on them tracks
J-EMZ took that triple out with a stick
Jump out gang cuz
And we smoked him like a spliff
How can I call them ops
How can I call them ops
They run off and leave their friends for dead
More like a bunch of dogs
No way I can be like them
I got my bros like Drake & Josh
And all this talk about smoke
How come none of my men been shot
Not one of my men been got
Got no hesitation
I ride or die for my block
These critics claim that we faking it
But won't live a day in my socks
I was on the streets since fifteen
Trying force a shiv on these ops
***ching everyday on them dogs
Like who really wants to get got
Can't affiliate with a friend of an op
that bridge gets burnt
One of them young ones took that trip and
Phoned our line saying Kill confirmed
He was out for his stripes and on that night
That villain's respect was earned
Now he's doing a stretch for the gang
Can't wait for the day that he makes a return
Deacon Chef, he's a OneFour rider
See him trying make a dip like Tyga
Like who's that op on the block
Who's that five-foot shit ***** *****
We're them rowdy boys like *****
Got a venomous bite, no viper
See me leading the pack like a captain
At the front of the field like a striker
Hook
My district has too much drillers
Like who wants it
Like who wants war with Sydney's realest
They talk that talk on gas
But them boys they ain't got no triggers
They act like they in trenches
But them boys ain't got no diggers
Like Spot the Difference
My district has too much drillers
Like who wants it
Like who wants war with Sydney's realest
They talk that talk on gas
But them boys they ain't got no triggers
They act like they in trenches
But them boys ain't got no diggers
Like Spot the Difference
Verse 2
Run through houses
kick down doors like Raptor Squad
They just talk backstage, bring cameras on
That's where these actors from
They're not front line, they're feline
They're pussies
But I just don’t mine, then rewind
And push it
We violent men, they talk too much
We silence them
Quiet them
And plus, this blade will take his life and minus them
They say this shit disgusting
But I say we f**king love it
Offsite we rush them, time and place
The ops get got in public
Marching like Russian's
Spark it, no bluffing
Start it, for nothing
Run, run when you see us coming
See I still remember
That day Freddy copped that whack
They took like fifteen boys to court
And all of us got knocked back
Yeah back in the day’s was shanks and shivs
But now we all got that strap
Now I'm hitting that Mounty Bop on an op
As soon as I clock that back
Ops they burn when I'm on that track
See I've been going OT on the streets as soon as I got set free
Now my young Gs loose on the roads
They running a muck like Assassin's Creed
They scream, J-EM lad, do something
Your boys are a different breed
Then comes out my name, like YP said
Of course Imma back my G’s
That side don't listen
We took this drill thing serious
Now look some of the ops gone missing
Like why do you think our faces are hidden
The gang's on strict conditions
We come through militant
Whole crew diligent, ready to back our district
They hate our rude image
They say my crew's British
We pull up like who's with it
Load that clip like, finish
Been gone for two minutes
Wait, wait lad, stop that car
Got to hit that gas when I let that slap
