Lyrics:
nigga skating round your block
Like I'm 12 with no uniform, ayy, talk outta place, off with your head
Ayy, watch how you talk to me, ayy, ayy, watch how
the rest of the world does
Listening as the angels play their horn
I'll wear the greatest parent alive uniform
I'll be with you forever from dusk to dawn
my eyes
Strange dust in my eyes
AWAP! AWAP! Oh!
Hey now c'mon
Give me my uniform
Out for my country
Saluting my flag
Load on a missile
And clip
key to life nuh sell pan nuh bully-beef. system a chop e line through e wul 14
and a call it scam when we own tone dweet
buh nuh work na gwan banga
Look kinda fake bitch, I call it the same
Where is my place? It's the start of the game
Fuck up again, I could go for a break
Break it, I break it, I
Ridin' wit a G in a G-wagon
Money callin'
I'ma call it back cause we still at it
Supa wifey
Got a pretty face, she a real savage
And that ring
say?
Yeah, buil'(build)up all one place we dem call Texaco
Them sinting(thing)we'(where) dem a store.
Gas fi'(for) plane, gas to this, gas to that,
I'm going mad- call it road rage
No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out
Nah, you can't tek my sizes
Nah
Grime that's my sound, support it
Package export it, people import it
Walk the walk, talk the talk
Distribution
johnny cochran man, I'm tellin you
Gotta get everybody out..
[kool keith]
Chill at home watchin the mets
I'ma tell suge knight to call big kap
call her "Too Tall"
She's got shoulders and a hind end four foot wide
Going to college on a full ride
Doris Tidwell's gonna play in the NC-double-A
you can call the master like girl
Or find your balls and make the right choice
Devils in uniform
Marching under the window
See how few mere mortals
Mobbin that shit like Guerrilla Warfare call it anarchy lighting up roofs
Hunting that bitch like it Jungle Warfare call me predator cuz imma shoot
Back it up back it up pon me
I love the way you dance it’s making me horny
Omo mek you no go stall baby just call me
You mek me lose my mind I can
here, ain't no rapper feelin conversate for me
And take it away from catitalles compersatin me
Only my true dogs call me E A Ski punk
So when you
action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matos, used to call me
music
Call it what you want
But it ain't an anthem 'til the strippers moving
(But it ain't an anthem 'til the strippers moving)
I guess I got
conditions
No calls everybody distant
Now I'm up everybody wanna chat
Where you when I was stuck in the trap
Where you when I was stuck in the bando
Flipping
cooking
Whatever I release, everyone will be looking
It's gotta be special, gotta be delicious
My music is paradise, call it Mauritius
Think it's wack?
of win
To serve and protect it's causing effect
The brave uniform of truth
Cause they're me and they're you
Honest and true
Its credit's been long overdue
really wanna show you
Biggs you took it too far, I go too hard
Corporate thuggin', I got killers on the Zoom call
Hustle too smart, and they don't do
Illegal searchin'
Illegal search
Keep on searchin'
Keep on searchin'
Keep on searchin'
Gotta, gotta, gotta
I call it nice, you call it a 'drug
Keep on searchin'
Keep on searchin'
Gotta, gotta, gotta...
I call it nice, you call it a 'drug car'
I say 'disco', you call it a 'drug bar'
I say
Call up the rest of the crew
I'll see you there
[Big Azz Ko]
Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan
Went to get the package, got there it was
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