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letra de bally on - shockers

[intro]

[verse 1: ghetts]
i remember when i came home
’03, early september
tag on my ankle
trying to see life from my own upper angle
when at first the mandem won’t understand you
everybody’s saying i ain’t on it any more
my n-gga [?] caught a body in the war
twenty five, before we reached twenty five there was twenty five of us
at the 25 bus standing ring
twenty five like the [?]
[?]
got rich now i’m back to broke
i put it on my life i’ma be wealthy again
you know get the one with your girl big a ten
and n-ggas only run when they fail to defend
little n-gga leave the irk
you ain’t gonna see no world in the ends
i know n-ggas doing spells in the pen
but can’t spell with a pen
god bless no man can curse
so i guess no witch can put a spell on me then
real recognise real but a real n-gga can always smell the pretense

[hook: shockers]
carry on
i swear to god i’ll put my bally on
ride on the men horses them stallions
you getting money f-ck the babylon
b-tch, carry on
n-gga, carry on
i swear to god i’ll put my bally on
ride on the men horses them stallions
you getting money f-ck the babylon
b-tch, carry on
n-gga, carry on

[verse 2: shockers]
oi ghetts, rappin’ or trappin’
n-ggas in my hood telling me they stackin’
i’m stackin’, i’m stackin’
get money no lackin’
snub knows when i’m clappin’
grub goes i get back in
we run the roads with no baton
n-ggas wanna hate me change the pattern
f-ck it, carry on
b-tch is in my zone, i wanna go home
she’s telling me carry on
oi shocks what happened
heard you got burnt near your heart like gaviscon
i’m wrapped up
when a [?] put magic on
get cream, no savlon

[hook]

[verse 3: joe black]
i’ve been watching these rapping dons
tell ’em carry on
you already know what blacks is on
tell boy i’ll put all these trappers on
and when i fling that tracky on
i grind hard all day till the raps are gone
and when i fling that bally on
make your boy disappear like i’m wavin’ a magic wand
tell ’em carry on, carry on
your line couldn’t pay my phone bill
i’m a gunner
i supply the front line; i’m ozil
i’m on a come up
but the feds don’t want me to prosper
they won’t stop till they see a n-gga locked up
but i’m one step ahead of them coppers
i’m on the east side i link shockers
some real rap for them mobsters
check the logo on the snapback
twenty two for them boxes
i ain’t worried ’bout nothing i’m doing me
i don’t care how hard your block is
i don’t care about your louis belt
i don’t care how big your watch is
‘cos when i fling that bally on
i’ma heat up your chest
better send for the gaviscon
you already know what blacks is on
only real rap in my catalogue
g sh-t you all know the sound
real n-gga i hold it down
ugk i hold the crown
snakes in the gr-ss so i mow it down

[hook]

- shockers

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