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letra de no chat - kay1 x ac - kay1_c

“kay1, obviously!”
“its ac!”
“we dont wanna hear no chat!”

[intro: kay1]
we know everyone that knows this dons tapped
and your girl there looking bare clapped
i can tell she dont wanna chat to you
dats blap for you, its 1,2,3 like seconds so you ain’t got long to prove
get flexed and collect that cost
sitting at the back all vexed, got my earnings
counting cheques, they get lost

[chorus: kay1]
its kay1, i ain’t snakey
hat on my head dats navy
hearing these tunes so wavey
patterned and them boy crazy
step wiv the whoosh with the metal thats daily
so we don’t stroll with the strap like lazy
can’t roll up with bare paigons
no delay cause they know we’re waiting
we do drillings no faking, in the station theres no baiting
their arms be flailing, legs there failing, tryna run quick, they’re the opps don’t rate them
get of the net, we just wanna hear no chat
no boy there chatting this w-ss
cause, everyone knows that this guys mad
we don’t wanna hear no chat

[verse 1: ac]
them man there doing up ten toes
they dash, and lucky they didn’t get splashed
doing back to back with kay
today we’ll run all the laps
do it and dash
do it and crash that
come here now back your mash
i’ll splash my cash and boy
allow u could never just lack

[verse 2: ac]
p-ssys
they can’t face it, see them man, don’t rate them
they shaking cause’ the marje and the padre angry all like fuming
hear man like me, speaker
loud and im booming
that good stuff, run im swooshing
do it and dash im zooming

[verse 3: ac]
tryna’ pull back, you ain’t all that
just chatting w-ss, too mad
we spit straight facts, we rap no w-ss
so stop giving verbal too much chat
how many times have we pulled up dots
turned it wot now make man scream
hearing civillians scream
blap that now its a murder scene
friends there dead, rarteds left
they called up feds
we just had to run, no rest
we’re blessed
voices blessed
tunes are blessed and lines are blessed
trapping with the shh
rapping mad brr
not hot outside so we better get grr like angry
and handy that we don’t stroll with the strap and come here
we trapping daily and cutting rarely but we just backed it mad like certi
we just splashed them man while lurking
f-ck the opps like chirping, swerving, working
we want a german whip so we gotta save up our earnings
f-ck school we ain’t learning sh-t, back it out we just earning bits

[verse 4: kay1]
opp boys doing up legs
i ain’t gotta chat too loose
shots by opps and cops came
but man said feds, they deaded it
investigate that scene
no red, so no dead
not a game, no resting mate, oh shame
so he blamed it on me

- kay1_c

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