Mad About Bars

So, this is the definition of giving the streets what they want You've asked for it Let me deliver it 410, crashers, AM, Skengdo Bally on when I step Right, left, right, and then left Would've thought his friend was a opp Cah he left his bredrin for dead Oui, oui with the nine Or sku-du-du with the ten Ayy, sku-du-du-du-du-du-du for them Kick down doors Think again, you mug Du-du-du-baow, might kick down yours My plug gives me the loudest bud Chip, that smell like yours C4, Baghdad, FB, 4T The fours, we've been on tour The fans on my back, I like that though Vids, we're giving them more Shit then, crazy, mad up, mad up Get splashed bro, open your thoughts Switching sides, how many times? I swear down it was like four And we seen man across the road Quiet down, you don't wan' beef fours Feds on my back, they know we're breaking the law Man just love talk shit, get shot Man's doing up goals on the pagan block Girls love me and I love them not 'Cause I ain't got time on my hands, that's long Crash don't dance, man, you must be lost Man two-two step or I one-two bop Can I get a two one wings in the box? That's a one-two meal for a two-two don Trap hard, you ain't got no prof' Man crossed the road when I diligent bop OT, put my hands on box Nine-to-five 'cause I'm on my job Feds came to my door at one Tried to ask if I bunned that don Shit then, I don't speak English "Non j'étais à la maison" Smokey, smokey I love the elephant zoots Better move from me, you ain't my g No, you ain't gettin' no twos Fuck a ID, it's straight on sight If I don't recognise you Ratt, ratt, that's bro, bro Gonna start stepping on youts GD out the can, the opps dem scared Yeah, he was pressurin' youts No food in your belly, your armpits smelly Plus you was stepping in Loubs When you hear that bang, just know it's gang Somethin' like bombs on tubes Everyone raps, everyone bangs More time I don't know these youts Get man down if he don't comply Back man's blade, tryna take man's eye Back man's friend 'cause I back my guy And it breaks my heart when a man don't ride Crash, crash at a next man's house No love for a yout if he runs his mouth See I love this life and I love this baow-baow Switch off a next man's child Man run up in blocks like they ain't got lifts Man's deep in the pond, tryna catch some fish Let me put it like this, they were never on piss Now they're stabbing up kids and I'm sick of this shit Man, I'm sick of these lies Man just pull up and fry GD, that's bro, can I get that pole? Man pull up and pull up and sku-du-du, bye Bally on when I step Right, left, right, and then left Would've thought his friend was a opp Cah he left his bredrin for dead Oui, oui with the nine Or sku-du-du with the ten (410) Ayy, sku-du-du-du-du for them 410 business, 2Bunny You know like that? Mad About Bars: season two Let's close the curtain in style You know we had to give the streets two Can't leave with just one AM, Skengdo, let's take it in, man! Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, don't gimme no chat Oh shit, haha, tell them Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai Y.AM Drill business, damn Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, don't give me no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin, that's samurai Y.AM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth 'fore the ting gets backed Ayy, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, don't gimme no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai Y.AM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth 'fore the ting gets backed See the ting get backed Leathers go on, no face, it's mad How can you switch and think you're bad? Was a bitch back then, still a bitch in your gang Running away, you're screaming out nan 410 fiddy, C4 that's 'dads Better strap up, you don't wanna be a dad Feel sorry for the kids, that's bro 'cause it's mad Ayy sweetness, come over here Whine up your waist and bring it all back Back it up, just back it up Don't worry, I won't tell your man Ayy, sweetness, come over here Wind up your waist and bring it all back Just back it up, just back it up Don't worry, I won't tell your man Skeng get dough, better know that's man Three rounds, that's bro and he served them packs Remember that day when we caught that guy He pissed himself and you know that's facts Man over there tryna say that we're jarring When you was out still wetting them flats Throw up C's, CG crashers, it's F Blocker Yeah, we come from from 'dads Skengdo, why you so rude? Dip man's chest till the blood turned blue Sparkz done shaved up an eediots head He was upset 'cause it didn't go through Sku-du-du-du-du-du-du-do See a one ting like "Hello, boo" She was all peng, she was all cute I ain't that buff, I'm an average yout And I know I'm a average don But still, I was mad as hell Now I feel like Chucky, I just need my Annabelle Sky News, buck-buck BuniB just rang a bell Came home looking fucked up Now your mum wished that she had a girl Gas guns, what's wrong with these fake youts? Chat, chat, now them'a chat 'nuff Chat wass and he ate two Eight, two that's eighty-two Times five now we're onto you Or nine, nine that's eighty-one Plus forty-seven plus twenty-two Mathematics, just adding up Y.AM sav, just stab him up C'est la vie, c'est la vie, très bon, that's patterned up Ayy, man charged up like fully Buzz Lightyear, yeah, I'm Woody Like old school, you get hoodied Man crossed the road and get bullied Don't give me no chat Shut your mouth, don't give me no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin, that's samurai Y.AM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth 'fore the ting gets backed Ayy, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, don't gimme no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin, that's samurai Y.AM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth, kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth 'fore the ting gets backed It's that real UK, 410, 2Bunny I told you I was gonna deliver We done it Season two, let's roll out Mixtapemadness.co.uk Voice of the streets When I speak, the streets bloodclart listen But you already knew that (Hahaha)