Protocol - Skeng, Tommy Lee Sparta & 1stClass: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

Skeng, Tommy Lee Sparta & 1stClass

Protocol

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Reggae

Protocol foi lançado em 12 de novembro de 2021 por 1stclass Musiq como parte do álbum Protocol - Single

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DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Skeng

Vocals

Tommy Lee Sparta

Tommy Lee Sparta

Vocals

1stClass

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kevon Douglas

Songwriter

Leroy Russell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

1stclass Musiq

Producer

Letra

[Verse 1]

First Class Musiq

Them love chat, them no run them block

Run them block, first class

Outside with half-dozen gunman ready fi do the action

Them love chat, them no run them block

Run them block

Demon, we no do the long chat

Know where them a do, 'cause we flick them back

Spain Town, my town, everything well shot

[Verse 2]

Them no run them block (Hey, boy)

When we pull up, them haffi run, left that (Gunman)

Nine ball in a the clip, compact

Me dark like leave so me fly them bat

Protocol, we have hundred strap

Molly get pop, whole place get hot

Rinse out everything out a the Glock

Hollow point that a lodge up in a boy head back

A short man with a tall mini 'K in a shorts

Rolex watch 'pon me hand

Rich and bad

Change the running board 'pon the Taurus and it a old one

The Ruger clip compact

Head buss like ball them drop

Take on any rocky road, the Benz no wan' shock

Empty the clip in a them head and drive off fast

[Verse 3]

Bad as we born, them no bad like we, see

Laser beam there 'pon the Glock 19, hey

Pussy can't style, me no a hair stylist

Them a move like girl, better them wear nighty

Them no bad, them no bad like we

Custom running board there 'pon the Glock 40

Go fi them anywhere, they could a in a party

Drop them marrow right side a the Hennessy

[Verse 4]

Hey boy, don't ramp with the shift

People we kill

Bomb brain, bleach a you yard with a bill

Stuck the lass in a him chin, yow, a evil graphic, no

Fully yeng-yeng and breeze the traffic

Man psychopathic, now me light up a spliff

Now, gunman me will kill the granny

Dis need a Grammy, we no left nobody

Ratty Spartan, man dark up the shift

None a them no ready, them fi bill and hold a medy

Burn a spliff under me Remy, while you girl a give me heady

Know me exotic, plus me ever have me 'matic

If you feel brave, pussy just run up make me knock it

Knock it in a head side, show me never panic

Not a vomit, Ash Wednesday, me born fi do badness

From people fi dead, yeah, we left the place tragic

Enemy them think twice, 'cause sense we no have it

[Verse 5]

Bad as we born, them no back like we

Laser beam there 'pon the Glock 19, hey

Pussy can't style, me no a hair stylist

Them a move like girl, better them wear nighty

Them no bad, them no bad like we

Custom running board there 'pon the Glock 40

Go fi them anywhere, they could a in a party

Drop them marrow right side a the Hennessy

[Verse 6]

Any number can play

Better buy 28 or 1, 'cause somebody go dead

The rifle it have on a extra eight inches

You could a guard guy, we a go break that spell

Blood start run in a you ear like gel

Me Nokia, the whole a them Alcatel

New Benz drop, a no normal thing

All when them nah smoke out, them eye get so red

Them no watch them block

When we pull up, a live rounds left that

Instagram, in a real life, them no bad

Hear a shot buss in a them bed, them run gone

You no bad youth, calm

Zero-zero-seven me a make the nightfall

Hybrid Crown, pussy, I no type hard

Have money and girl, what want now? A war

[Verse 7]

A short man with a tall mini 'K in a shorts

Rolex watch 'pon me hand

Rich and bad

Change the running board 'pon the Taurus and it a old one

The Ruger clip compact

Head buss like ball them drop

Take on any rocky road, the Benz no wan' shock

Empty the clip in a them head and drive off fast

Written by: Skeng, Tommy Lee Sparta

Rodapé Shazam

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