paroles de chanson Sava x Bm x Mini (Haringey Borough) - OTP

DT5 on the beat (DT5 on the beat)
RK on the beat (RK on the beat)

TPL, Haringey Borough
Bro got beef down there, one hunna'
All blacked out tryna bring back summer
No Olympics, but they run like Farah

If I shoot, won't miss like Salah
Get up close, gotta back this cutter
Where you from little man? Don't stutter
Who? What? Where? Let me ching that fucker

TPL, Haringey Borough
Bro got beef down there, one hunna'
All blacked out tryna bring back summer
No Olympics, but they run like Farah

If I shoot, won't miss like Salah
Get up close, gotta back this cutter
Where you from little man? Don't stutter
Who? What? Where? Let me ching that fucker

Been through her
Her and her (Heh?)
Her and her
When they ask me, I don't know about her

Never lacking, got it on me like duh (Prr)
Pop that smoke, that's coyote first
See a pagan, handbrake, reverse
Hop in that gear like it's been rehearsed

Don't think twice, dot-dot gon' burst
Be on time 'cah the clock is ticking
No tik-tok when the gang is gripping
Demon time when the opps go missing

Hol' up! Who's dissing?
It can't be 'dem 'cah the score tells different
She gets on her knees, so she can't get kisses
She a bad B, I can't call her missus
Been through stainless steel like bitches

W-W-We spit facts so the opps can't face it (Hah)
He got soaked like he's dehydrated
Bro got the drop, so he held that shaving (Again)
Pass me the mop, gotta clean these pavements

Pour me a cup, might drink on occasion
Just got a phone call, bro still hopeful
Free AR, got him down in the station
On socials, all my opps get vocal
Or they test me 'til I lose my patience (Don't test me)

Bulletproof vest might save him (Pah)
Go see how their whole block's vacant
Streets too cold, so they take vacations
I-I-I'll crash this car at a pagan
Skengs get bust when his life gets taken
God-God knows if they're writing statements
Can't be us, we stay far from bacon

Pop that door, take that crow
A-A-And move that shit for the low
I'm on the farm block, can't find me a soul
We circle the O like G.I Joe

Me and bruce put on a show
Find me one then I rise this pole (Wee, wee)
Done me a drill, now I gotta lay low
If I back my ramz, he'll leave his bro
On the roads when beef's intense

Hence why I can't sit on the fence (No way)
I'm looking at bro like it don't make sense
Score me an opp, I ain't wearing no lens
Ride to the L with a stick, no pool
How you jumping on tracks? What a fucking fool
Shit ain't cool if I back this tool
Can't fuck with the opps, that's a basic rule

TPL, Haringey Borough
Bro got beef down there, one hunna'
All blacked out tryna bring back summer
No Olympics, but they run like Farah
If I shoot, won't miss like Salah
Get up close, gotta back this cutter
Where you from little man? Don't stutter
Who? What? Where? Let me ching that fucker

She wants to go T with a G, that's ice (Of course)
Sorry baby, maybe another time
I'm with five guys, we don't let shit slide
Be Bonnie and Clyde and still get fried

The pressure applied, so the opps don't ride
Got the drop on an opp like a dirty cop (Prr)
Up in the field like Berbatov
Still got beef and earning guap

Take man's whip, leave him walking (Dickhead)
I'm a real bad man in the field
Gangland, put a sock in his mouth, no talking (Shh)
Get hit and they ain't respawning

Don't slip 'cah your life's important
Ask my man how his life got tortured
No players and they ain't been scoring
You ain't a bad boy and your tracks got boring

TPL, Haringey Borough
Bro got beef down there, one hunna
All blacked out tryna bring back summer
No Olympics, but they run like Farah
If I shoot, won't miss like Salah
Get up close, gotta back this cutter
Where you from little man? Don't stutter
Who? What? Where? Let me ching that fucker

Fumez The Engineer
DT5 on the beat (DT5 on the beat)
RK on the beat (RK on the beat)