Letras
(Ew, Sillz, this shit's fire)
(D-D-D-Doro, the chief)
(sixty-eight, baby)
Bak Baby severim pahalı
Paraları döktür hadi yağdır
Kolumda AP bayağı bi' ağırmış
5000 Pound'a olursun target
Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby
Shit go pop like crack in the eighties
Hit don't miss, now your head's lookin' faded--
Bak Baby severim pahalı
Paraları döktür hadi yağdır
Kolumda AP bayağı bi' ağırmış
5000 Pound'a olursun target
Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby
Shit go pop like crack in the eighties
Hit don't miss, now your head lookin' faded
Bruck it down, babe, don't go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, "Don't go slow"
Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, "Hold that," yo
Bruck it down, babe, don't go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, "Don't go slow"
Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, "Hold that," yo
Bunların hiçbiri adam olmaz (-maz, -maz, -maz, -maz)
Siktir et yavrum kafa yorma
Sabahlar oldu karakolda
Sen bak dalgana ben taraf olmam
Para peşinde ve kafam onda
Susmuyo' yine bak telefonlar
Big bro, free 19'unda
Her zaman aynı yolumuzda
Sırtım sağlam seni korusunlar
Lan orospu gibiler konuşurlar
Bak bela her zaman omuzumda
Taşıdım Londra'yı omuzumda
Tayfam Leyton konumunda
Bulaşan atlasın uçurumdan
On kağıda kafanı uçururlar
I got the waps on deck, let's get to the ridin' (Brrt)
All of this beef, my young boys glidin' (Yeah)
Take your side 'cause the bullets start flyin' (Baow)
Come out your yard, I can see 'dem hidin' (Come out)
You can get sweet from the four like dicin'
You can get sweet from the four, like, what?
You can get sweet from the four, like--
I know they don't like me, punch one up
Come one-on-one fight me
Get man down for talkin' 'bout my team (Baow, baow)
Get man down for talkin' 'bout my team, oi (Get down)
I get glidin', takin' risks, wanna
Keep shinin', takin' trips, wanna (Brrt)
Won't stop till I'm stinkin' rich
Want two in the bros and let that rip
Comin' like Tarzan (Jungle boy), bizi ne sandın?
Hadi git yarra'm, konuşur anca
Uğraşamam ben valla
Yatağımda kızım kıskanma
They don't like that ganja, crocodile teeth on the shotgun
Bunlar hoplar, ışıktan kaçarım ancak
Gyal get crazy when they touch my blow
Dance the bunda, babe, bring that close
Georgia my .9, it's takin' souls
No designer, can't burn them clothes
In the grey dinger, active mode
If the gyal talkin', fuck that ho
Give the opp thot that dick and go
Streets know, won't ride on my own
Bak Baby severim pahalı
Paraları döktür hadi yağdır
Kolumda AP bayağı bi' ağırmış
5000 Pound'a olursun target
Yo, we wavey, makinemi severim, baby
Shit go pop like crack in the eighties
Hit don't miss, now your head lookin' faded
Bruck it down, babe, don't go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, "Don't go slow"
Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, "Hold that," yo
Bruck it down, babe, don't go too low
Gotta big back, tell her, "Don't go slow"
Got my rambo locked up in my coat
Shaved a opp boy, tell him, "Hold that," yo
(Ew, Sillz, this shit's fire)