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letra de brum town - riz 1ne

[verse 1 – riz 1ne]
(agh)
brum town raised g, line’s going crazy
driving up and down on these roads giving samples in the whip, white mercedes
fiends waiting time
backlog got these cats phoning, crying like a baby
need to make this p fast
whip’s caught c-cl-ss
alum rock road, doing hot moves
got me throwing rocks like a time-p-ss
f-ck wasting time on a 9-5, dirt is what i mash
man you see me swerve-swerve, kicks pressing down gas
man it’s time to serve-serve, piling up this cash fast
haters check the draws, i even serve hash
active on these roads, i don’t wanna be the one to end last
trying to find a way out, trying to get a big stack
while you used to play out, i was wrapping up wraps
put what i know to this beat, that’s that real rap
man you know my heart’s cold, bro it’s always been black

[hook – riz 1ne]
you know we’re getting paid my g
came from an ounce to a key
how can i hate these roads? when these f-cking roads made me
brum town shotta
real life trapper, say nada
brum town shotta
real life trapper

[verse 2 – pee man]
say nada
getting trappy in my trackie
shotting on them backstreets
the feds dem are p-ssed ’cause them p-ss-es couldn’t catch me
i’m just trying to eat like a fat pr-ck
money, money, money, know my team stays active
yeah, you might see me on them backstreets
i’m just trying to stack p’s
you know i never lack b
i might do a couple drop-offs like a taxi
too certi for this pr-cks man, they couldn’t cat me
cat who brudda? who you trying to cat b?
violate my team you know i’ll leave a brudda cat d
making all these p’s fam, i don’t know what to do with it
my brudda went to jail and he took a couple q’s with him
couple bill car, so i wouldn’t mind losing it
they wanted to buy my car until they found out what i do in it
so holla me for that sh-t that you can’t get
you’ve seen a couple racks but you haven’t seen my jar yet

[verse 3 – riz 1ne]
riz 1ne, pee man
you know we’re making p man
loud packs stashed in my whip though
buds with no sticks though
boxes coming but they’re flying quick bro
f-ck slore money, flying boxes got me quick dough

[verse 4 – pee man]
pee man, riz 1ne
trying to get that brick gone
told that b-tch to wait in the car while i lick one
caps phoned me up saying: “bro that lick’s on”
now we’re in the whip with a stick about to hit one

[verse 5 – riz 1ne]
boom boom
pull it, aim and shoot-shoot
now we’re on a next move
fire in my whip, f-ck a rap booth
in five ways, but it’s split twos
brum on this block, which is hot, doing circles like a track loop

[verse 6 – pee man]
circles like a track loop
in the whip and cruise-cruise
my bro’s got the flavours, i ain’t talking no fruit shoot
you can get the whites or the greens, whatever suits you
p-ss me off, don’t blame me if my brudda shoots you

- riz 1ne

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