Hard House Banton - Sirens Lyrics

Lyrics Sirens - Hard House Banton



Yeah Yeah
Bring it on Music
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
B.I... Lazy left (Background)
Homie... Dont call the cops
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
Homie... Dont call the cops
B.I:
Friday night and he called the cops/
Why the hell did you call the cops/
I heard em' say they're here ba phanda tjotjo for us chillin' good and this is all I got/
Le bo mang lona as we mix/And when I got up ba re supa ka dithunya fast kaore chitse re le six/
Let me Be cos ga ke a dira niks/
Old man passes by in a six, looking like the cops tried to scare us wit' their tricks/
So they leave/On some next time ha re bowa better le re sete ka di six/Just another day feelin' so stupid, I'm finna kill somebody better go do it/Go through it, nah I'm on to the next one so gimme more music/
F**k the cops I say f**k the cops
Wit' their white vans kutlwa maatla bust a shot/and If I get a couple dealers just to flood the block/
Will they take their jobs serious get off our spot
Best night ever go senya le party kana/
Ha ke tsena ka rusty ke gopola Marikana
Sello.Madimabe... Le Malema a dibala re bona di diragala/
Couple quarts wit' the fellas, tryna raid my crib cos I'm a seller/Probably fear I'll own a cellar
Back in high school never listened to what they tell us/Cos your friends never cared what they know is just to be jealous/
Sittin' in my room tryna figure getting Mandelas/ and I'm grown up, aren't you too old to be that jealous/
Now we making mp3's and still they sell us/Calls coming in everybody wants to be fellas.
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
Homie... Dont call the cops
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
Homie... Don't call the cops
Lazy left:
Uuuh
I don't know about this but I know about that/So I talk about facts that I see, facts that I read and the facts that I breath/In these raps that I kneed like dough/Fee Fai Foo, when you see 5-0 man these streets are cold when your only hope is to bribe a dude/
To pass you through like hazards do cos you don't wana sleep in a cell/Thats freezing as hell
Think about it for a lil bit/
Khuli got shot juju got hit in the face/
And the dude got dragged by the van wit' the latch/
Whats your plan of attack? Can you handle the facts/
Can you imagine the rack, crap like a man with a flat... broke... run back... guess I'm livin in the past like kuranta ya kgale/
Well I'm on to the next one, thrush till the cash comes/No doubt my ranks up I flex none/
I'm a hoodlum on the track bring it on anything we strong like samsung/No new friends is the motto/Kill em all dead like a dodo/Blastin' the jam semi-auto, til the wine fast like moscato/
What you mean pass me the bottle?
Uuuuh
Screw the cops and you dudes of cos'/Tryna rain on my shine mfanakithi its my time/
The wi-fi's on and the flow is uncapped/Grindin' all day til the glow is unmatched/Screw the cops and you dudes of cos'/
Tryna rain on my shine mfanakithi it's my time/The wifi is on and the flow is unmatched/Grinding all day til the glow is unmatched.
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
Homie... Don't call the cops
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
I said you better call the paramedics
Homie... Don't call the cops.



Writer(s): Lisbeth Scott, Harry D. Gregson Williams


Hard House Banton - Volumes: One
Album Volumes: One
date of release
08-12-2008



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