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Дата випуску: 08.12.2019
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Мова пісні: Англійська
Straight From LC |
I’m a m-m-murderer |
Straight killer on track no perm ya nuh (Yeah) |
On the street like kerbs yah nuh |
Next to Hungary, suttin' like Serbia (Hungary) |
Leicester Mercury just got murkier (Mu-murkier) |
Keep b-b-burnin' yah |
Hell C’s on fire |
And I take it higher (Nah) |
This is not grime it’s d-d-dirtier (Dirtier) |
How could you not |
Know that G Tek style is a lot |
You must be silly you’re making me giddy |
You might get you happy slapped off |
How could you not |
Know that G Tek style is a lot |
You must be silly you’re making me giddy |
You might get you happy slapped off |
And it’s Tweetz again |
Tweet man, run up in the ends and beat man |
You yam punani like cooked meat and |
Gyaldem want you to eat again |
And it’s Tweetz again |
Roads are cold (Cold) so you don’t want beef wid dem (No) |
I don’t clash so there’s no need to send (No) |
Business mode yo check how deep i get |
I’m on a level |
They’re never gettin' ahead of it |
My melody is making so many jealous pricks |
I’m the medicine, never forget you could never test it |
We’ll bury any of your men in less than a second |
Shotta’s forever the best |
I’m up on a level you never been |
There nobody bothering me |
Shotta’s my nemesis |
I’m bigga and better than anybody measure ever is |
Tell me that it ain’t |
Shotta’s the name remember it |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
(LC LC) |
(Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC) |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
And we make the peeps go brap |
Ask your girl for my num then bell me |
Line blowing up (Bling) |
Pockets stay full of (Ching) |
When you see me you see (Bling) |
Chat my name when I draw for the (shing shing) |
Skrrat Skrrat I don’t wanna hear no, Skrrat Skrrat |
Bare mc’s they talk, Skrrat Skrrat |
Stop that Skrrat Skrrat |
That’s it send for the duhduhduhduh |
Rezz dun said don’t talk skrrat |
'Cause manaman like me get tired |
Mandem are talkin' 'bout thinking 'bout talkin' bout shak (Nah) |
Trust you don’t wanna do dat |
Clack, send man for the hoover |
Clack clack, gunshot manna dat |
Talkin' all of dis shit on da mic |
That’s the same reason why ya man moved out |
No, my name ain’t Ali, my name is Bilal |
Make a man halal, eat man for dinner |
Straight up killer, I’ma steak man but I will eat your liver |
Straight up villain, in for a killing |
Over and out and I’m pop pop billin' |
Did he goes fishin' did he go dippin' |
For over two years they thought i went missing |
Yo, yo |
I double dare yah, come around with the big talk, nah that’s not happenin' |
I double dare yah, mandem will scare yah, run away, that’s not happenin' |
LC, Leicester City, LC |
Hell City, LC |
It’s o-o-o-o-over |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
(LC LC) |
(Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC) |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
And we make the peeps go brap |
Ask your girl for my num then bell me |
Like no boys better, so boy better know |
That I know that better than these boys on the road |
And better boys know, what you better know |
Do what you gotta do and rep your postcode |
Like Wanda, k-i-d I’m a man, not a k-i-d |
They only call me the k-i-d |
'Cause I came in the game as a k-i-d |
If you’re talking da hardest (Yeah) my name better get called no joke ting |
It’s not Sunday but I still roast him |
Madting loac out |
Raoul moat him, with no motive |
Oldschool leicester player |
No joking |
8-bars ain’t enough, 'cause I’m rollin' (Yeah) |
So let me just end it there (Bra) |
Kickback and blow some smoke in the air |
I’m sick in the brain |
I blend in like piss in the rain |
To many MC’s hate on me but I make deaf people listen again |
O-o-oh |
I’m dissin' again, like Madeleine you’ll be missin' again |
Them man they didn’t wanna know me then |
But my backside they’re kissing again |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
(LC LC) |
(Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC) |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
And we make the ting go brap |
Ask your girl for my num then bell me |
I’m riding everyday |
I’m famous where I’m from |
But I can load it up and spray |
Put your hands up in the air and salute me |
Salute me (Ooh), salute me, salute, yeah |
I’m stacking up this cash |
Rubber grippin' mask |
If you see me in the street put your hand up in the air |
And salute me (Salute me) |
Salute me, salute (Ooh), no |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
(LC LC) |
If you got a problem then tell me |
Nothin' long, I’m straight from LC |
(LC LC) |