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letra de island boy - mike shabb

[hook]
yeah
we bring the heat, this sh-t look like the islands
12 on my block do you hear all them sirens?
pop out the cut and that sh-t get violent
pop out the cut and we send him to zion
r.i.p. pops i was raised by a lion
my foot in the street and my hand on the fire
i cannot f-ck with no cameras and lights
ice in my top with an open fire
rap n-ggas better retire
i’ve been grinding forever my wrists not tired
like [?] you got couple of drivers
hop out the car then we spin up them tires
[verse 1]
we fire that n-gga like popеye
we turn him to spinach we turn him to zaza
my hatеrs spin this sh-t back i don’t [?]
he don’t give two f-cks, this sh-t go fah-fah
haitian n-gga they think i’m a rasta
my dg n-ggas is speaking in patois
real dreadlocks like i’m waka flocka
walk in the club like a real showstopper
raf simons on my feet look proper
living the life like a real-deal rocker
i hate when a b-tch n-gga think he a shotter
i hate when a b-tch n-gga think he somebody
d-mn, that n-gga think he somebody
if you ain’t with the mob can’t come to my party
she say i’m driving her crazy, she know that’s a part of me
i’m in this b-tch with a thing on
i told that n-gga to stay calm
independent, how i thumb through the bankroll
f-ckin’ that b-tch on gang mode
steppers gon’ hop out that range rove
n-gga, you know how that thang go
you already know how that thang go
big boy tears, need a raincoat
shine on the n-ggas that ain’t hating on me
ain’t gotta make that b-tch train on me
i got the bounce back, n-ggas can’t hate on me
we was going out bad, better pray on me
broke n-gga, you ain’t get paid on me
(bae, you know we tried everything)
n0body can save homie
[hook]
yeah
we bring the heat, this sh-t look like the islands
12 on my block do you hear all them sirens?
pop out the cut and that sh-t get violent
pop out the cut and we send him to zion
r.i.p. pops i was raised by a lion
my foot in the street and my hand on the fire
i cannot f-ck with no cameras and lights
ice in my top with an open fire
rap n-ggas better retire
i’ve been grinding forever my wrists not tired
like [?] you got couple of drivers
hop out the car then we spin up them tires

[outro]
when the people wanna talk about montreal found h music
let me just mention the two names (strrllllding)
shabbo, nicholas craven, t’sais?
yo, real island boy sh-t
i really—wildin’ on an island like that
[?], you know that
[?] even know we exist out here
c’mon now, stop playing with us
from this side to the other side of the bridge
we been out here, having the business, t’sais?
that’s how the f-ck we been rocking
c’mon now, people, stop playing with us

- mike shabb

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