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Bounty killer, man's still in black Bang this wacko jacko, you'll think Thriller's back (Boom) We the hardest in the South, that's still a fact Big teeth in this Dirty Harry, that's Cilla Black (Boom) Better get low or stand back (Boom) Like a missed call, man rang back Big pistol, man brang that (Boom) Had a hand ting way before the man backed Talk about war, I'll back that, clap that Matte black, had it in the back of the hatch-back Half my body out the window, slap-slap Holdin' the front like you had a snapback-back I don't just trap-rap, brudda, I trap-trap I don't just talk about bodies, I catch that I'ma have your head back, swingin' like a cat-flap Man will pull up and pull out and smack that Man was drillers before they sang that Man had dinners before they had that I knew killers before all the gang-gang Talk about the five, man rat that Talk about the grime, man had that Talk about the .9, I grabbed that Puttin' in teeth like my grandad Hid the MAC underneath the sandbag We weren't bad, we were bad-bad (Boom) Letras de cancionesMan but a watch and he put it on the ‘Gram I buy a box and I put it into grams If I get a Glock, then I put it in my hands (Boom, boom, boom) 22-shot, might put in in your man You a likkle man If I hit him with a shot, it might cripple man For your bread or your cheese, we might pickle man You ain't never had a toast and it flippin' jam Might cook your sailfish, I'll fritter man Might pull the bones out, kipper, man (Click, click, click) And I don't eat pork but I go different, HAM You wanna be boss You wanna El Chapo (Boos) I put man in my madness I'll have mandem on wacko (Yeah) Talkin' that smoke Got him tobacco And man is just gone a bit capo (Er) Scary with it (Yeah) Get inside the car then Might hit him with the carbon Might Tivoli your garden (Yeah) Just get him with it Get him when he's parkin' And I tell you what The nigga wasn't laughin' (Haha) Silly with it Ring it off Swingin' in a Merc' We're gonna hit him where it hurts MAC-10 ringin' it berserk (Yeah) Yeah, we're the realest and the worst This gift different from the curse I got the villains in the back Big H, milli' for a verse (Jheeze) What's up with that? (Yeah) Thinks he's a rider Mind now, clip in the big ting This guy duck, it's the decider (Er) Violent, Giggs the designer Lion, thinks he's a tiger (Yeah) Liger, too much talk That's risky saliva (Nah) You could never bah bah for talkin' clever (Yeah) Reach your block, MAC-10, salt and pepper (Yeah) Brought that lead out Slap that naughty bredder Computer talk, don't compute, it might error (Ha) Man'll get belted Soft mutes, mandem all melted (Melted) Hear the yute diss man Boy got dealt with (Dealt with) Yeah, mandem all selfish Hallow can't help it Yeah, can'll get broken up Yeah, got ‘em on shellfish Back to the future, back the machine up MAC the computer Step to the scene with mad men and move up Back to the CREAM, I'm back for the moolah That kinda mood and that man's a loser That's an illusion, that's not a shooter Not entertainin' that kinda dude ‘Cause he smokes crack and that's an abuser See how it all go Mostly carats (Carats) All this hate They're mostly parrots (Jokers) Just linked with Darren Shoppin' spree, emptied Harrods (Harrods) I just beat that pussy Later on, she sent me flowers (Nah) I just blessed these powers Fuck all that, I don't mess with cowards (That's right) It's on messy hours And time I got let's leave nowers That nigga's a bitch And it's best we lowe her High up in that messy tower Peckham, I got SE power From Letras Mania