paroles de chanson No Mercy (feat. Pa Salieu and BackRoad Gee) - Ghetts , Pa Salieu , BackRoad Gee

No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo
Viola Davis, man will get away with murder (di-di-di)
I know the pagans wan′ try take things further (di-di-di)
Try know the basics before you use that burner (di-di-di)
Old school jump out gang bang, pull up and skrrer (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Colt 45 for your head top (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Hmm, more life and less opps (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Tour guide, I'll show you the best of (woo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Then I pick back up where I left off
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo
COV where the streets ain′t pretty
Round here you get killed by nitties
Touch down for not minding your business
Out here you're a clown, indoors you beat up your gyal
Silly likkle bwoy
Beef who live where silly likkle bwoy
How many eediat boys get touched 'cah they took me for silly likkle bwoy
Oi, come here, silly likkle bwoy
Oi, tell me ′bout jugg, what?
Show me the racks you stacked from the trap, likkle bwoy
What you know about WAPs, likkle bwoy?
Melanin mode, don′t follow no code, my code
You know I ride for my bro, still
Bad man don't talk, move low, low
Bad man don′t slow, move pronto
Mansa Musa with the hammer, woah
Give a fuck 'bout Henry the Who
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo
The kickbacks mad call me Van Damme
Vroom the madman
And we don′t know nothing 'bout pressure
And dawg, we don′t know about mercy
Unless she's blick and thick and thirsty
Woo-doo-doo muh from early
The ambulance still 'pon journey
I want more blood ′pon gurney
Who could intercept my journey?
No one
Fill this one up to the T
Vroom skrr with KD, that′s me
Uh, jump on his head, attack him
Mind yourself, do you know what you're rapping? Uh
And yes, I′m feeling like Ghetts
'Cah I make the gyaldem sing for me
Mad ting beat, sing for me (ah)
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
No motherfucking mercy, doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo
No mercy, doo-doo-doo-doo