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Uh-oh, just robbed like four 'n a bit My niggas walk with a stick, police just caught him with it Uh-oh, I ain't goin' on tour for a bit My breath got short for a sec, hope I ain't caught none of this Uh-oh, just made a milly off rap All of my city love that, I had to gi' the love back Uh-oh, trust me, I've seen a lot, aight You can't touch that bag there, that there's the drilly rucksack Uh-oh, just robbed like four 'n a bit My niggas walk with a stick, police just caught him with it Uh-oh, I ain't goin' on tour for a bit My breath got short for a sec, hope I ain't caught none of this Uh-oh, just made a milly off rap All of my city love that, I had to gi' the love back Uh-oh, trust me, I've seen a lot, aight You can't touch that bag there, that there's the drilly rucksack Drilly rucksack, run to my bredrins For WD-40, for weapons Lets get 'em, lets gеt 'em Threatening things, why don't you gеt them When he turned to fetch 'n finesse him Hula hoop holes in his body In the lobby Hula hoop holes in his body No need to worry Letras de cancionesI put some holes in his body Especially if he's a tory Babe, if he's a tory And selfish with his money I'll be there with the army Shanking his tummy For oppressing my pappy And degrading my mummy All of the mumzys With dads that were cunty That now run the country Lend me your earlobes Darlin' don't have no fear no When I strike him down I'm not your hero It's just an obligation I done preceded my reputation Undefeated against the pagan I'm beginning to run away with it, would you not agree Uh, Yeah I'm feeling about my age but true My skrilla is twice my age so true I’m living the life, today, til ‘93 Ey, ey I’m still talking pussy, interrupt me You gon find out how it feels to lose your teeth Ey ey In the ride with some niggas looking at me like You way too papered up to be on beef Ey ey I remember when them chatty patties back then thought they had it figured out before defeat Ey ey Now them niggas wantin' hands out But I can only give a hand out to The team developing, team development Even couple of neeky breddas That weren’t with us on the streets or anythin ' But their hearts were keen, we let 'em in Evidence in the redeem then sin again Benevolence to defeat my enemies I really don't wanna speak to enemies I want a woman, the weed, the Hennessey I'm undercover with lovers We loving each other She covered in bubbles She tuggin' And she wanna suck my dick Then kiss my upper lip I am not Ronald And I am not lovin' it I'm not the one or the guy to apply to the government Imagine me runnin' and kickin' her stomach in Now that's for all of my people you worrying Still it don't bother them Don't know what's wrong with them What's wrong with them? Nuttin' wrong with us And we're beginning to run away with it Would you not agree? Uh, Yeah I'm feeling about my age but true My skrilla is twice my age so true I’m living the life, today, til ‘93 Drilly rucksack, run to my bredrins For WD-40, for weapons Lets get 'em, lets get 'em Threatening things, why don't you get them When he turned to fetch 'n finesse him Hula hoop holes in his body In the lobby Hula hoop holes in his body No need to worry I put some holes in his body Especially if he's a tory Uh-oh, just robbed like four 'n a bit My niggas walk with a stick, police just caught him with it Uh-oh, I ain't goin' on tour for a bit My breath got short for a sec, hope I ain't caught none of this Uh-oh, just made a milly off rap All of my city love that, I had to gi' the love back Uh-oh, trust me, I've seen a lot, aight You can't touch that bag there, that there's the drilly rucksack Uh-oh, just robbed like four 'n a bit My niggas walk with a stick, police just caught him with it Uh-oh, I ain't goin' on tour for a bit My breath got short for a sec, hope I ain't caught none of this Uh-oh, just made a milly off rap All of my city love that, I had to gi' the love back Uh-oh, trust me, I've seen a lot, aight You can't touch that bag there, that there's the drilly rucksack From Letras Mania