Testo Mad About Bars - Pt 2 - Booter Bee feat. Kenny Allstar & Mixtape Madness
Testo della canzone Mad About Bars - Pt 2 (Booter Bee feat. Kenny Allstar & Mixtape Madness), tratta dall'album Mad About Bars
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Grrr, bow
If I bring out the hammer and get out the nails (Grab that)
Tell the opps I ain't putting up shells (Nah)
I'm definitely sliding if M's on gliding
Lean out the car, two bells and a twelve (Bow)
Four more bells and a pump
Pull that back, watch my shoulder jump
- Dropped in the space of a month
Oh now what the fuck have the paigons done?
If the tables turn then my bro died
I'm outside tryna blow man's socks off (Bow)
Two waps up in the car, big smoke in the ride
The paigon strip's getting locked off
Ask about B, anytime that I squeeze
Nine out of ten it's a close range headshot (Bow, bow)
We don't do legs, more time it's heads
Chest and above when the mandem let off (Grrr)
He used to be bad but he fell off
I don't wanna hear what he said
His mum's a slag and his sister's a
Slag and two of his friends are dead
It's intense how much man that I shot and cheffed (How many?)
I put their boss on a hospital bed (I did)
If rap don't work, I'm tying up trappers
If opps slide through, I'm savaging them
Hang out the car and don't think twice
Any parties, jump out, ruin the vibe (Bow)
'018, That's two in a night
I got a fetish for swinging my knife (Ching)
I'm gonna shoot, little bro's gonna drive
Someone's getting shot out the passenger side (Bow)
We don't take wails, we put them in bios
Ride out bait and shoot on sight
Yo, touch my skin, that's a big mistake (Big mistake)
Headshots when I ride and lift my gauge (Bow)
Don't ask me why I hide my face
It's flames, I'm bait, I'm known to the Jakes
They want me on serve, refilling my tray (Fuck)
But I got plans of money to make
What have we done? That's opp today
I don't wanna hear nothing 'bout back in the day (Get that)
New dons on the block got me catting to spray (Bow)
How does he chat? When he got whacked
That shotgun shell nearly sent him to space
Give me my space, if not I'll tape up the place
Left their block in a state (I did)
Just got hold of some stolen plates
Give me a second, park and wait
Someone's getting shot in their brains (Wait there)
Brace yourself when F block roll up (Hold on)
He got one to the chest
That hole in his tee made him look like a donut (Hahaha)
Ask in the town, bet everyone knows us
Two of them's gone, how are they coping? (How?)
One more dead, that's what I'm hoping (I'm praying)
'Til then, that's gang-gang rolling
Headshot shootings, chest shot pokings (Ching)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Vaartjes, Booter Bee, Benjamin Haldane, Abdul Enahoro
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