CGM - Who Else Did It Lyrics

I can't talk hot on the phone, no freedom of speech and the blue phone's tampered
Spilt man's juice on the landing
Pissed 'cos I'm gonna lose more than standard
Had a bitch got bagged with my shank
I ain't ever met a bitch that's realer than that
Don't lack when ur doing up caf', if I went there woulda ching up a man
I'm still in the mix tryna shoot this tape
I stay in the heart of the madness
Bring it, fling it, catch it, make the red band, go grab that package
They act like we never attack, so how have I got so much names on my shank?
Could've got life, numerous times, even the time that I cut my hand

Fling it in chest, ask bro if he's breathing
If he's still breathing, bro don't leave him, feed him
Drill got done in the evening, if it ain't death then it ain't completed
And I done left 'nuff man pending, fencing, still got done so splendid
I hear man chat on the CD till the disk breaks then I leave my engine
Still grip bait, got heart like Kevin
Menace, but I never went by Dennis
[?] won't shoot, I'll press it
Don't link up cah that link up's pending
At drink ups, still grip my weapon
Catch a M then dash for the exit
You ain't touched one of us and not meant it
Dickhead, ain't touched one of us so forget it

Of course it's us
Who else did it?
Got guys in Felts, missing
Swinging plugs on jail visits
Dodging nickings, but it's not just bells ringing
His Cali smells different, I'm not sure his sales fill him
Of course it's us
Who else did it?
Got guys in Felts, missing
Swinging plugs on jail visits
Dodging nickings, but it's not just bells ringing
His Cali smells different, I'm not sure his sales fill him

If you're round there flexing expect to get caught on the glide unexpected
Accept it, I wet it then leg it
She lives on the green 'round Shepherd's
Stressing, saying her doorstep's packed with medics
So now she wanna ask man questions
But no, I ain't giving out answers
Flick of the blade, let's chef it, chef it
Flick of the wrist, let's whip it
Get the pack, chop it, then cling it
Put soap bars in socks then swing it
The govs didn't see who did it
Now I'm impatient, waiting adjudication
Praying I buss this nicking
The evidence weren't sufficient
It was a good day when I done man's bruce and I thought he died hard like Willis
I put down racks off bud I was flipping
Them times man weren't Pyrex living
Alarm bells ring when I step on a visit
Christmas Day, had alarm bells jingling
[?] when I'm out here sinning
Never have I been ran down, are you kidding?

Of course it's us
Who else did it?
Got guys in Felts, missing
Swinging plugs on jail visits
Dodging nickings, but it's not just bells ringing
His Cali smells different, I'm not sure his sales fill him
Of course it's us
Who else did it?
Got guys in Felts, missing
Swinging plugs on jail visits
Dodging nickings, but it's not just bells ringing
His Cali smells different, I'm not sure his sales fill him

I can't talk hot on the phone, no freedom of speech and the blue phone's tampered
Spilt man's juice on the landing
Pissed 'cos I'm gonna lose more than standard
Had a bitch got bagged with my shank
I ain't ever met a bitch that's realer than that
Don't lack when ur doing up caf', if I went there woulda ching up a man
I'm still in the mix tryna shoot this tape
I stay in the heart of the madness
Bring it, fling it, catch it, make the red band, go grab that package
They act like we never attack, so how have I got so much names on my shank?
Could've got life, numerous times, even the time that I cut my hand