Текст песни Lean Wit It - Abra Cadabra

Sho, Sho, Sho, you know
Ab in the building, serving shit
O way or no way
Get right, get left or get stretched

Free the drillers 10 times, You Know ofb shit
Right now, it's a F's up or get your chest up
Wear your vest, cuz
You know
Gang
Grr, bah, bah

4 opp blocks, man's purging, lurking
Spin it and burst him
Who's that chilling on the opp block district?
Come 'ere, the oops? Straight learning

He ain't who he says he is in the tracks
Little Rick, 'Cah I know him in person
He can tweek on the net 'till we
Catch him and hurt him
Burn him, close them curtains

Pull up (Bow), squeeze on it, lean with it
Don't get seen with it you likkle eediy at
More time we don't take time
When it's on top scrubbing out daytime or the evening
Grr, bah, bah, sho

I ain't leaving 'till the .9 milli stinks
Then, I'm back on the block and my uncle's fidgeting
I told him I don't bang no guns on this evening

He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slippers
He's a little liar
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Like he never got shot out his attire
Chest shot make you leak like juice
On a opp block, where they get chopped like fruit
Aim for your head, try split into 2
Then, I'm doing date tonight, just me and my boo

Ah, pretty 'Pon, any side
She look good, she a garn with things, yea
Said her ex man was a pumplex
Drops at mine like "who's next?" (You know)
And we run this bumbaclart
Why you think she wan' ride me and done my dawgs?
Promises she a iron me, man, done the talk
Grab a gyal and lean

Lean wit' your wap (sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (Sho, sho)
Gyal, lean wit' your man (sho, sho)
Lean wit' the gang (grr, grr)

Just lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (sho, sho)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)

Lean wit' your wap (sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (gang, gang)
Gyal, lean wit' your man (gang, gang)
Lean wit' the gang (grr, grr)

Just lean wit' it (bah, bah)
Lean wit' it (bah, bah)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (sho, sho, sho, grr)

Gangland (bow), Gangland (bow)
We got hammers like west ham
Catch man, you don't wanna see the gang vexxed, man
Pull up in 2 Litre dingers and press that (grr)
Bad man from the farm estate
In jet black, sight me an opp and kwef that

He can be a good yute or a bad boy from opp block
Lord knows, I can't left that
If I hop out the ride and (Bah, Bah)
Dodge that corn when I fling that
Rise the mash upwards like simba
Gunshot, make him fall down like timber

There are ways on the block
Grab that, fill it up
Opp block, no satnav, hit him up
What's that that I see?
Opp boy? Hit him up
Bare .9 millimetres in the clip fill him up

He said that we got too much
Rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar
Liar, liar, pant on fire
Like he never got shot out his attire
Chest shot make you leak like juice
On a opp block, where they get chopped like fruit
Aim for your head, try split into 2
Then, I'm doing date night, just me and my boo

Ah, pretty 'pon, any side
She look good, she a garn with things, yes
Said her ex man was a pumplex
Drops at mine like "who's next?" (You know)
And we run this bumbaclart
Why you think she wan' ride me and done my dawgs?
Promises she a iron me, man, done the talk
Grab a gyal and lean

Lean wit' your wap (sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (sho, sho)
Gyal lean wit' your man (sho, sho)
Lean wit' the gang (grr, grr)

Just lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (sho, sho)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)

Lean wit' your wap (sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (sho, sho)
Gyal lean wit' your man (gang, gang)
Lean wit' the gangs (grr, grr)

Just lean wit' it (bah, bah)
Lean wit' it (bah, bah,)
Lean wit' it (gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (sho, sho, sho, grr)