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letra de sb:tv f64 - don strapzy

bare sh-t talk, bag of lolly
my dargs got big tools that’ll crack a lorry
yeah i’m savage, robbie
i got a team in the blue and i’m the boss, ancelotti
when i backed the shotty, man barked it
let the fat b-st-rd sing, pavarotti
if i ain’t got a strap, got a stabber on me
let the ting get noisy, like my man from brockley
yo, and i bet you vanish fast
when you see me on your block with a bag of dargs
we can have a dance
when i grab the star nothings gonna save you
not even van der sar
fam youre g-y, like f-ggots are
bring ross kemp to my block
we’ll show him what ‘matics are
look we ain’t gonna box, f-ck amir khan
i’d rather spray up your block, afghanistan
and i’m addicted to trouble
i’ll come through, both hands gripped on the double
you’re a poodle, me, i’m a pit with no muzzle
tell a pr-ck you don’t wanna slip in the puddle
little pr-cks move suttle
yeah the chicks come to me for my d-ck
but to you for a cuddle
cause you’re sweet like that
i’m street like that
i’m a g fam i squeeze my strap
tell a pr-ck don’t speak like that, it’s peak like that
best believe the machine might clap
you ain’t like me, grab a man’s chain if its icy
in the party, getting brains off his wifey
and man thinks he’s hard cause his chains looking pricey
but you can get sent home chainless tonight g
with the stainless i’m lively
i’ve been through the rain and the pain and survived g
there’s fiends on my block so i’m serving ’em
but try fiend on my guap il be burning ’em
i will burst the nine off
don strapz i’m a certified boss like ferguson
so call me sir alex, stop talking like you burst ‘matics
thinking your pimps in your fur jackets
dodgy whip then il burst at it
and we don’t tolerate chat so be careful with your words, f-ggot
my nightmares being 30 and br-ss
i’m out here, ca’ im thirsty for cash
straight dons no, wriggly worms in my batch
no 9 to 5 i will not work to be taxed
no way, will i work to give cash to the government
that’s a whole other ting
there’s enough families in the hood suffering
pr-cks for the queens face i’ve be hustling
that’s the last straw, no emotion
the hoods turned my heart raw
and these pr-cks wanna start war
that’s what the stars for
i’ma snap like a sharks jaw
yeah it’s light in the hood
but its dark more
depz that’s a real dawg il c-ck back and bark for
and when i tell a man we can sk-nk
i ain’t talking ’bout moves on the dancefloor
so what you talking ’bout rugers and stars for
you don’t clap ‘matics you little rap f-ggots
i’m a cash addict
and for that lump i’l’ be pressing off the pump like a crack addict
dunknow, black hoodies black jackets
you know me i’m about the cash
you think i’m nuts darg trust my whole tower claps
you think it’s peak now watch when powers back

- don strapzy

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