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letra de flamme bars, vol. 2 - blok, jd cliffe & musti

flamme bars, vol. 2 lyrics
[verse 1: blok]
yo
kick het, flip het, made it
ah, hier in amsterdam
we hebben alles gedaan
niet te veel praten, ik zeg het je [?]
wie is hij? hij is een fatoe man
zie me op die dam
moet bewegen, bewegen
m’n visie draaide om paper
m’n visie wordt nu iets beter
ik zie het in kilometers
ik zie gedaantes vеranderen
kleinе mannen ik kantel ze
grote bek als een brugman
tot ik over die brug kwam
yeah, ben er bewust van
zie mannen bewegen als slangen tot er een terugdanst
het gras is groener aan de ene kant
maar ik denk aan mezelf en de rest vind ik niet relevant, nah

[verse 2: jd cliffe]
yoo
how you movin’ like the mando (how?)
no one knows you in your city (no one)
i’ve been out here cashing checks since lil wayne made a milli
backstage with the bad ting
she rock alexander with the fendi
why you moving so friendly?
why you moving so waste
i might actually buy a trashcan for you n-ggas
put you in your place
oh, that’s your girl, right?
then why’s she calling me bae?
switch lanes, i don’t do trades
[?] buquet
i’m in amsterdam for a few days
these n-ggas couldn’t tie my shoelace
i’m going off on the beat
i’m after mills, no meek
[?] sneak
they don’ know about me, never will
[?] overseas
with the gang, yeah, the team
[?] money [?]
how you mean, how you mean?
don’t let me catch n-gga slippin’
please don’t be a hero
’cause my g’s be the villains
tellin’ lies, oh, you flippin’
[?] whippin’
been the man since the [?]
only getting gassed for the figures
[verse 3: musti]
never blow up a cheque when i get that
[?] comeback
everyone want low, coming up
[?]
people wanna know me on snapchat
snapping me, never snap back
[?], tryna test me
just trust me and we’ll snapback
[?], pull up like it’s easy
ever since i test the mic, don’t wanna see me
what, b-tches better feed me
i can feed all my folk, and your family
came along, put on a show
ready, set and then go
everything that i do (yeah)
always keep you on the low
why’d you tryna tell jokes
always tryna stay woke
i don’t promote the violence
but i f-ck around and get smoked

ser meg litt rundt, tenkte bare, “f-ck it”
vi’kke være en stakkar, vi’kke bli en papit
prøvde dra meg ned, men alle sammen faila
det er det her du ikke kan bli en del av
ingen rundt meg ville vite, pusha alle opp på [?]
folka mine, det er [?]
tøyen, tøyen, det er min del
rappere blir parkert
alle barsa mine markert
hooden min skal bli sett, jeg sier, “hooden min skal bli sett”

- blok jd cliffe musti

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