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letra de wrongen - don strapzy

[verse]
i’m a wrongen
so tell me if you have a problem
i touch kids but i ain’t adam johnson
used to sell ticks but i ain’t been to boston
the rap game’s tom hardy, na f-ck that i’m charles bronson
with a baseball bat, this is straight outta compton
i ain’t ice cube, i’m straight out of london
i’ve got corpses and heads in my dungeon
up out the motor
gl-ss of champagne given to me from my chauffeur
na i’m joking but i ain’t a joker
them man are penguins, they ain’t got the engine
young donny i’m a bandit
hammers on us, we ain’t in no west ham kit
man are screaming gang, gang, gang, gang but ain’t never done no gang sh-t
see i style on gs but i don’t do dancehall
d.o.n snapbacks in the parcel
man thought they had the t-tle
but i’m back now, they’ve thrown it away, they’re -rs-nal
bedtime, get your pyjamas out
i’m back, there ain’t nothing here to party about
man act like we’re doggies now
but they want me in the box or the wing like martial
donny i’m a b-st-rd
f-ck sway, tell ye i’ve got the answers
i’m with lamb, i’m with drops, i’m with chanter
i’m with cam, i’m with salv, i’m with palmer
i’m with rem, i’m with nitch
feeling like [?] i’m in between sticks
out here from early
strapzy i’m certi’
i crept in with my youngen and we tryna play dirty
got you p-ssies in check mate
so i push my ches’ out on the estate
i was fourteen tryna get dough and that was way before hollowman met blade
now go check the tracklist
money in the matress
i’ll shake the bed
life is a gamble and i’ll take the bet
and be victoria’s david becks
somebody bring ross kemp to my block, i’ll hold him for ransom
i’m a street boy but girls think i’m handsome
i keep my faith in my bible and handgun
ain’t a role model plus i never had one
way before my first mobile, i jacked one
yeah robberies
masked up, run up in properties
cause we’re never gonna win the lottery
hood life, i’ll tell you what the hood’s like
i was ten and somebody robbed my push-bike
so i went and robbed the next one
then the next one, then the next, then i phoned next
then it was chains, it was watches and mopeds
it was cars, it was yards, see the progress?
it was grub, it was lines, it was dopeheads
went from draws into qs then we sold zs
hustle on the strip
i remember when i had nothing in the fridge
you could see my ribs
i was in them p-ssy blocks
with dots on me and i didn’t have the chickenpox
so f-ck what these rappers say
most rappers never had a scr-p in an alleyway
you’ll get attacked
i’ve been feeling like the irish when mcgregor tapped
it was very sad
‘ello
i’m a rap star but there ain’t demos in the boot in my renault
rolling with a maggie and she ain’t yellow
my whole dress code, fabio capello
fear who? he bleeds, he ain’t metal
i’ve got something that’ll sting him like nettles
you’ve got a problem? i’ll solve that
i treat beef like potatoes, i roast that
ghost that
turn a man’s beard to a moustache
cause this gangster got banter, i’m mostack
i’ve got os bagged
i’ve got a problem with authority and everybody knows that
and everybody knows this
my whole team roll sick, man are vultures
yeah all skin colours, all cultures
don strapzy take notice, easy

- don strapzy

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