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letra de who's got bars? (s2 e6) - jax (uk)

[intro]
(なに?!あれはウwalkz ka?!)

[verse]
i was in a que at rave mans holding a search with my shank all b-llsed off
man vibes wid a 1 2 maggy
da opps local n i ain’t tryna fall off
got a badders on man from i pulled up
grabbin on man tell shawty to bool off
every so often i’m clearing my line
ca my gyal n da jakes wanna go through my
call log
yard dance holding da craziest wine
brownin buckin it takin her time
da lighties dem wanna rave wid da guys
n da grey tings giving man slavery vibes
cut thru grave n play wid ya life
ain’t none of dem boy der safe on a glide
drill wen i must but i stay on my grind
but chat onda guys can’t give man a bly
slander my name
he’s walking da plank
i ain’t wid da chatting im backing ma yank
on a lack get slapped wit da back of ma hand
ona move get slapped inda back of da van
still got da bad ones loving on man
ca i comе thru smelling like pack robanne
kick onda twеlvies packing a bang
tryna pack man mans dargy more if i can
when slidin we do it vikings
iron on my side like ragnors son
i’m calm one but i’ll slap my gun off
n juice man quick like a capri sun
got young boy flying up kent
move slow better get right back like trent
if he don’t wanna grind he won’t eat like lent
best step wid a chef anywhere there sent
one up or do it wid a soldier
tryna look lij in stolen skoda
bro send ma da addy man roll up
quickly kweng dat see a man fold up
like wahblo what wid da hold up?
bro cut thru wit a buss daytona
now da gyaldem are catty like doja
ca they see a young n-gga pull up in a rover
bro seen man pull up worldie
da mandem are hating da fact that i’m punchin
still cuttin thru da l mans comfy n dat
but were still in a war in the dungeons
man zulu step wid da gunmen
red bandanas but we ain’t inna bompton
or london i’m saying this once i’m a luton badman like charlie bronson
real gms
free tn real he one from the narm like delboy
free edz real one from the l boy
step with a spins inda wiz like h-llboy
no chattin were gettin it brackin
do it n handle the case like bellboys
one hand onda kid that’s curtains don’t buck mally he’ll send you to h-ll boy
no chattin we’re doing him up
came wid a sh but i stepped in calm
if man want qualms
swing it n tense my arm got me feelin like genghis khan

- jax uk

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