Testo Behind Barz, Pt. 1 - Aystar
Testo della canzone Behind Barz, Pt. 1 (Aystar), tratta dall'album Scousematic 2
Link up tv, Jamie music, behind bars
Big up all my niggas, you get me?
Liverpool Scousematic 2 out soon
Know what the fuck it is, yeah
They said A-Star bro, you soon to blow
I said I know, if you've only just got onto that
Route, boy, then you're slow
Got niggas next to me that have already blew
Like they're tryna mix paint, already blew
I ain't tryna mix paint, look, I'm tryna mix metal
Big rollie, big bezel
Them man, they're a phony, kids settle
They're tight to say they got the pen cushion
And you get there and they be tryna show me this nettle
Nigga, that's no holy grail
Nigga, that's holy nettle
I mean a no holy grail
Comes a little bit straggly sometimes
But fuckin' hell
You can't sell man's shit, bud
I'll take that shit, bud
Then you won't get shit, blud
You be standin' there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit, bud
Look, we only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours
Listen, you can't sell man's shit, bud
I'll take that shit, bud
Then you won't get shit, blud
You be standin' there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit, bud
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, listen, yo, look
Drivin' brown, doin' 60s in the 20s
80s in the 30s, oners in the 40s
Nigga was straight naughty
Not a nice over here
If you'da seen the sprayer that man copped the other day
Nigga, it's naughty
Me nigga had it out on cam, I'm like, you mad?
This shit looks like it holds about 40
I ain't tryna go to court, G
I ain't tryna smell pork within a little nippy
Somethin' say bye when I press sport
Say bye when I press sport
Real life go-karts, bet I get the best score
Bet I get the best score
I'm ready to die, what do I need a vest for?
What do I need a vest for?
When we see the weed supply, bet I get the best draw, why?
Ha, you can't sell man shit, bud
I'll take that shit, bud
Then you won't get shit, blud
You be standin' there pissed, blud
Just fuck off with that shit, bud
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours, nigga
You can't sell man shit, bud
I'll take that shit, bud
Then you won't get shit
You be standin' there pissed
Just fuck off with that shit
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, I think I've woke the neighbours
We only smokin' flavours
Weed so loud, listen, yo, look
Recognition, it's all about repetition
The Smith and Wesson sick, you should see the weapon glisten
Where I'm from, niggas end up dead or in prison
Niggas said I'm dead, but when you get a second, listen
The bars that I'm spittin' are forbidden
The bars that he's spittin', I'm just listenin'
Like, nigga, is he kiddin'?
Nigga, who's he kiddin'?
Them man seein' the arse when they seein' who's he spittin'
Catch me on a late-night bookie mission
Or I might be with your bitch, I got her cookin' in the kitchen
I ain't stupid, I ain't slippin'
I got a shooter and a kitchen
I got a shooter and a kitchen
And if I shoot, then I ain't missin'
If I shoot, then I ain't missin'
If I hit man with the Ruger, this Ute man's gone missin'
Jamie music
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