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AJ Tracey

Chalk

 

Chalk

(الألبوم: Alex Moran - 2015)


[Merky ACE:]
Yeah
I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there
Yeah
I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there

[AJ Tracey:]
Man thought he could try rob my grub
But he didn't know I had a butterfly tucked
Butterflies in his belly, but he ain't in love
He's wet, man, he's bleeding, he's leaking blood
Me and Merk fly through your crib like house moth
When I kick doors, new garms, I got pouch off
Back to the trap, gotta drop nine ounce off
Drop that, make a quick call, then I bounce off
Yeah, I'm out for the red nose
Chat bad when I've got the po and man get smoked
If I've got the Ramsay out then man get poked
Nutting like Sherlock when I'm in a trench coat
Your wife's giving off peng blows
I was on the opp block, smoke plus ten toes
Don't tell man about you've got peng Os
Cause it's no face, no case when the skeng blows

[Merky ACE:]
Yeah
I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there
Yeah
I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there

A real ting, this, no microphone catfish
Dem man talk the talk but they're acting
Come like they're tying wire on the arm
Biting a wire, lighting a spoon
Finding a beige syringe in that smack ting
I could never be with the mandem, that's slacking
Anyone who see me, their weave is on action
And I don't hide behind no one
See me on the frontline, Shinobi, man ah call me Shogun
Word to Jookie Mundo, now I'm a blow gun
Hit you in your nose front
Big paigon, you don't know me, erratic on the field
Bang bang like Mick Foley when he was Cactus Jack
T-shirt on my face, dressed in black
Pass the grills cuh I'm burning that

I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there
I don't wanna hear them talk there
Road that I step pon, you could never walk there
Might get corn and your outline chalk there

[AJ Tracey:]
You was indoors with a poom in your mout
I was at Merk's with the Dragon Stout
Try chat bad and get clapped in your mout
It's a linkup ting from the West to the South
I got a list of opps that man's onto
If we're chatting wrecky, the TECCy will come bun you
I just hit lick up and all of my yatties bun too
Little blue brick phone, kick it like kung fu
Flinging out Os like candy
On Halloween like Billy and Mandy
Bare girls hate man cause I'm too randy
Sour-faced yats with the pussy all sandy
Merk don't care if you're hench like Dandy
Cause you'll get a bottle with a bottle of brandy
I'm Eriksen and PK, that's Santi

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