Letra de No Chorus
Ayo, hey
Brumtown to the West Side
We let corn fly
Brumtown to the West Side
We let corn fly
Beating off bare 'bine
Ayy (Grr)
Real shooters
Bro said "Come", say no more, say less
(ITCH, is that how you're going on, you know?)
SN1, man, drop two latex
Best friend Weston, yes, let's make mesh
Chef them, chef them, blood on the payment
I don't why **** lied, this **** guy
I put a wap to his head, you should've saw the way he **** cried
The engine light just come up on the dash bro asking "What's wrong?" ain't no vehicle expert
Used to make girl come O in the morning
When she ask "Where?", I say "A quick adventure" (It's cool)
Need more nine milli' dentures
Bro, don't run man, what's with the leg work?
Hold the meds G, just breathe like Skechers
Put my shoes on and breeze interceptors
You try make him a drink, it was gone in a blink, you know we got Nesquik
If I pull up on opps and MM shooting a vid, I ain't moving selective
.44 corn is effective, won’t leave sweets on the scene for detectives
If the cameraman gets smoked, that's his own fault but that weren't the objective
More time I don't even send out text
'Cah Lyca Mobile's tryna limit man's usage
Bullingdon I was sending the redbone on free throw to library to grab mans movies
It's mad 'cah my brownin's clueless
Said "What's with the petrol?", I just done a booting
I just laugh to myself on the sly
We know what you're on, there's no need to prove it
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunasthe bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Jamaican ting, make the food just flush
If it's a raid that the jakes try hit (She baddie)
And she still get vexed I'm NorthWest 'cause she don't know who persuasion is
Three man in a plated whip
Pulling up on estates where paigons live (Skrr)
And this ting soon get popping
Some man ain't shotting, man's saving sticks
If I tell yardman lock it, cock it, don't stop 'til you take his wig
Them man there, those some brazen pricks
Feed them boy corn like some craving kids (Woosh)
Chatting to girl and creating fibs
Like they don't know who done made it lit
And my English gyal want war 'cause she thinks I flew with my Basian bitch
My blue foot gyal love me and my lingo
Lingo, ooh, she wan' Mandingo
As a matter of fact, the bitch went black then left that gringo
Look through the window, ain't that *****, though?
It is, bro, bingo, let's bill Vimto
Spilt some juice, try give man cinco, cinco
Bro said his light come better than mine, let's go compare it's simple (Simples)
OT trips, I put food in my town like tinsels
Pistol filled with bells (Yeah)
And watch them all run when it jingles
I got stars that twinkle, when the dot-dot banging sprinkles
Get man pissed off, shots get licked off
Po-po pulled up, pigs got tipped off
Them man chat 'nuff, but get stabbed up, never did scab ups, still got picked off
Lean and mix, that shit goes tits up, might get dipped up and get switched off
Kill Confirmed had peers concerned, that bridge got burned, that prick got ripped off
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunas
The bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunas
The bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Yo it's the verse
We don't need no verse
Man rise up, try put him in a hearse
Who's that bro? Put it in reverse
You get me?
Fourth time out of jail
Still ain't cut my nails
Oh well, fuck you bitch, go to hell
Haha
Ayy (Grr)
Real shooters
Bro said "Come", say no more, say less
(ITCH, is that how you're going on, you know?)
SN1, man, drop two latex
Best friend Weston, yes, let's make mesh
Chef them, chef them, blood on the payment
I don't why **** lied, this **** guy
I put a wap to his head, you should've saw the way he **** cried
The engine light just come up on the dash bro asking "What's wrong?" ain't no vehicle expert
Used to make girl come O in the morning
When she ask "Where?", I say "A quick adventure" (It's cool)
Need more nine milli' dentures
Bro, don't run man, what's with the leg work?
Hold the meds G, just breathe like Skechers
Put my shoes on and breeze interceptors
You try make him a drink, it was gone in a blink, you know we got Nesquik
If I pull up on opps and MM shooting a vid, I ain't moving selective
.44 corn is effective, won’t leave sweets on the scene for detectives
If the cameraman gets smoked, that's his own fault but that weren't the objective
More time I don't even send out text
'Cah Lyca Mobile's tryna limit man's usage
Bullingdon I was sending the redbone on free throw to library to grab mans movies
It's mad 'cah my brownin's clueless
Said "What's with the petrol?", I just done a booting
I just laugh to myself on the sly
We know what you're on, there's no need to prove it
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunasthe bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Jamaican ting, make the food just flush
If it's a raid that the jakes try hit (She baddie)
And she still get vexed I'm NorthWest 'cause she don't know who persuasion is
Three man in a plated whip
Pulling up on estates where paigons live (Skrr)
And this ting soon get popping
Some man ain't shotting, man's saving sticks
If I tell yardman lock it, cock it, don't stop 'til you take his wig
Them man there, those some brazen pricks
Feed them boy corn like some craving kids (Woosh)
Chatting to girl and creating fibs
Like they don't know who done made it lit
And my English gyal want war 'cause she thinks I flew with my Basian bitch
My blue foot gyal love me and my lingo
Lingo, ooh, she wan' Mandingo
As a matter of fact, the bitch went black then left that gringo
Look through the window, ain't that *****, though?
It is, bro, bingo, let's bill Vimto
Spilt some juice, try give man cinco, cinco
Bro said his light come better than mine, let's go compare it's simple (Simples)
OT trips, I put food in my town like tinsels
Pistol filled with bells (Yeah)
And watch them all run when it jingles
I got stars that twinkle, when the dot-dot banging sprinkles
Get man pissed off, shots get licked off
Po-po pulled up, pigs got tipped off
Them man chat 'nuff, but get stabbed up, never did scab ups, still got picked off
Lean and mix, that shit goes tits up, might get dipped up and get switched off
Kill Confirmed had peers concerned, that bridge got burned, that prick got ripped off
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunas
The bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Yo, it's the chorus
We don't need no chorus
Pull down the .45, lift up the taurus
We got a 1-4-1 like some unknown callers, LOL
Pick up your borers
They need to open saunas
The bleach did eat up my skin like ogres
Man still take the risk like Tallerz
Yo it's the verse
We don't need no verse
Man rise up, try put him in a hearse
Who's that bro? Put it in reverse
You get me?
Fourth time out of jail
Still ain't cut my nails
Oh well, fuck you bitch, go to hell
Haha
