Lyrics: 163Margs/Booter Bee
Music: 163Margs/Booter Bee
numerous times that we got round there,
why you think that the opp boys scared,
they’re talking bare but them boy get aired,
my nigga S lose in his head, doing it bait he couldn’t really care,
he’ll still wet that bait in public,
two sticks in the ride nah I ain’t talking drumsticks,
if it’s on sell man cop it,
(cop that),
if it’s to long man chop it,
(chop that),
none of my pagans on it, mo stack we get the whole block popping, no we ain’t stopping,
need some more bodies dropping,
on the net they move all brave but live in the flesh them boy there cuttin,
them boy there dustin,
handy coming in handy,
about 4 for the forty four,
got guns on deck but still need more,
when it rains it pours,
the police hate my batch,
(WHY),
cause we keep breaking laws,
opp boys hate us too,
(WHY),
cause we keep taking tours,
Booter Bee Verse:
BBBOOTER
banksy I painted the streets ima artist
Before rap I emptied the cartridge
I ain’t going home till I locate my target
Spot that jump out the ride like I’m car sick
This shit gets revolting
Shooting compulsive
** died and we billed up a full spliff
Went jail for attempted murder came out the can still on that bullshit
H**** done *** dirty
We made ** fly like a turkey
We made lil man run by the shops
When * got shot he dropped like a burpee
When I catch ** a next time
Someone’s getting put on the headlines
2 burners in the ride of the drill goes right someone’s on the headlines
163Margs:
man back that quick and turn that drip,
when I swing that give man more than a rip,
man got more a than a bit,
lil bro went o made more than a gib,
gang gang live know we touring the strip,
call me grandad Vic cause I walk with the stick, if you love me bae then hold this tray, when it rains it pours and you know I can’t slip,
handy coming in handy,
about 4 for the forty four,
got guns on deck but still need more,
when it rains it pours,
the police hate my batch,
(WHY),
cause we keep breaking laws,
opp boys hate us too,
(WHY),
cause we keep taking tours,