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letra de freestyle┃onewaytv - aitch & samurai

[verse 1: aitch]
fam, i don’t care if you’re flippin’ in packs
put an mc straight on his back
got hand speed like usain on the track
spin any man in a clash, fast
now look what you’ve started
blood stains all on the carpet
comin’ at me was a big mistake cah’ them man got spun and quick discarded
cos i don’t like them man
samurai might just go n’ knife them man
or i might roll up with a dice them man
straight fist to fist and we fight them man
nah i don’t rate them boys
f-ck that, man hate them boys
cos them boys there, they’re bait them boys
goin’ on like they’re carrying weigh them boys
but them man are just lyin’
10k views in a month, that’s flyin’
talkin’ about my fam you’re dyin’
cos fam you don’t need that
aitch on your case but if you do send then you will gеt feedback
man go greaze in the placе
stop actin’ big saying you’re gonna beef that
i know for a fact that you don’t want steak
get banged bare times in the face then twist it both sides like the ends of a flake
so listen up, turn it louder
if you get gassed, pull it up like trouser
white boy goin’ on talcum powder
if you send shots, get a dodge then a counter
this tracks straight to the jaw side
f-ck this sh-t man do i have to war guys?
you don’t get girls stop lyin’, you draw guys
if mans sending, they crossed that line
no h0m- when i say that i’m lookin’ for guys
get me, you beat me in a clash? bet me
after the clash don’t run and forget me
murk man with a bally
you’re tryna act safe, rude boy don’t beg me
dash your cd in the bin
your boy don’t like me? hold tight him
man like me get a lyrical swish
mc’s like you can’t get to the rim
take away the arch that’s an m to an n, that’s me, yeah i’m going in
i was walkin’ past market street, right past primark, i’m sweet
2 guys came up to me and my cus but we both stayed calm cos we didn’t want beef
man started talkin’ sh-t, i was thinkin’ do i have to war this pr-ck?
and i’m not gonna lie it shut me up so i was thinkin’ do i have to jaw this pr-ck?
yo but then it got peak, they rolled up they were 6 man deep
dragged us right to the side of the bank, tryna take mans bag, shouting ‘where’s them p’s?’
he said take off your coat, i said nah just leave it
he said i’ll ask you once again and if you say no then you’ll end up bleeding
he said you’re going to the floor bro
little did he know i was from m40
40 gang that will beat up your bro
samurai raf, you don’t want at your door though
anyway, i started raging with madness
i’ve got these guys mastered threw a left hook and all i can say is my man got a big ok backwards, jaw, shattered

[verse 2: samurai]
who want war with the gang?
who want war with the team?
demz just juck a man back and i swear he just took out his spleen
man love make up, run
man love make up, scream
your gyal get c-cked down, cah my c-cky too mean, ay
man just run on the block, man see everyone dash
and i had me a chopper on me but raf don had him a mash
f-ck war, i’ll slit man up cos i’m out on the roads for the cash
and if it’s war that you want myg then you know that you can get that, ay
i was on b block chillin’
plottin’ n’ scheming like villains
try talk sh-t, get caught slippin’
don’t believe me? go ask dylan
cah’ i don’t give a f-ck about man, it’s a peak ting next time i see tall sam
could be in moss side or old dam
man i go hulk mode like [?]
who want beef with the 4? i swear these kids wanna die
n’ i don’t wanna hear no more cos i’ve got me the chopper on i
n’ my young g’s run man down everyday, nothin’ is special
and my gyal look out of this world whilst yours looks extra-terrestrial
aye, no face no case, init
my gyal’s black but she looks mixed race, init
i do road and i love to move weight, init
juck man once more cos you know he fakin’ it
if you got leng den we takin’ it
i’m a hood n-gga, more start embracing it
act up for the cash, yeah i’m chasin’ it
man i got h-lla leng that i’m wastin’ it
do roads on a regs, it’s a base, init
yeah the 4 is mad up
wanted war so a man got sad up
when i see him, punch him and his dad up
it’s a minor if the grafter got bag up
screamin’ hashtag mucky
want war? get fried, kentucky
you’re only gettin’ robbed if you’re lucky
jump in the room still hold down a booky
bang bang, tings get peak
robbed the santans, 6 bills each
i’m a mad man on these streets
screaming gang but f-ck police
smoke weed til’ my head top bleed
now i smoke weed til’ my head top melts
stardog to the face now i’m feelin’ myself
stardog to the face man i feel so live
go link up with bros cah’ i’m going on a drive
hop out the skrt if a man start hype and he get knocked out when we see flash light, boom

- aitch samurai

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