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dougie b & 2rare - rat ish كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 2rare & dougie b]
oh, oh, oh, oh (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
oh, oh, oh, oh (grrah, grrah)

[chorus: 2rare]
i ain’t with the rat sh_t, oh, no, oh, no
the type to pop sh_t when it come to hunnas
i’m not no cop, i really hop under the covers
stay fresh to death, so drippy, i might go and k!ll somethin’
too late for all that other sh_t, uh, uh, uh
need my chicken like raising cane’s
i do it like martin payne
but i ain’t with the funny sh_t, oh, no, no
i done pulled up on him, he like, “oh, oh, oh”
[verse 1: 2rare]
n_gga, just stop b_tchin’, n_gga, why you runnin’?
just like adam 22, you ain’t got no jumper
this g_lock hit like lightning, this switchy hit like thunder
i let it rain on your parade, just bring umbrellas
and you got wings just like tether
yeah, sh_t go, “la, la”
i knock them dreads all out your head, no, you not a rasta
i keep a four_five all on my waist like big poppa
ain’t tell on n0body, i pop sh_t ’bout hunnas
just know no rat sh_t ain’t in me

[chorus: 2rare & dougie b]
i ain’t with the rat sh_t, oh, no, oh, no
the type to pop sh_t when it come to hunnas
i’m not no cop, i really hop under the covers
stay fresh to death, so drippy, i might go and k!ll somethin’
too late for all that other sh_t, uh, uh, uh
need my chicken like raising cane’s
i do it like martin payne
but i ain’t with the funny sh_t, oh, no, no (grrah, grrah)
i done pulled up on him, he like, “oh, oh, oh” (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)

[verse 2: dougie b & 2rare]
i’m still the same n_gga, put in pain, n_gga, i could never switch up on the gang
and i’m still the same n_gga, i can’t change, n_gga, i’m just dyin’ to switch up ways
you take sh_t on a bunny, ain’t gettin’ no money, but you wanna smile like this sh_t is a game
every day, it get runny, we slide when it’s sunny, i’m f_ckin’ your honey, then pass her to gang
talk my sh_t to get paid, n_gga, different day, when i’m goin’ up, gotta watch what i say
i don’t gotta say, “get ’em,” brodie brain different, cross mine, someone gotta pay (ooh, ayy)
said, i’m ebk fully, these n_ggas is p_ssy, i’m back on that timin’, i’m everything k
gotta move like a bully ’cause i’m feelin’ moody, salute or shoot me ’cause i’ll let it bang (grrah, grrah, grrah)
[chorus: 2rare]
i ain’t with the rat sh_t, oh, no, oh, no
the type to pop sh_t when it come to hunnas
i’m not no cop, i really hop under the covers
stay fresh to death, so drippy, i might go and k!ll somethin’
too late for all that other sh_t, uh, uh, uh
need my chicken like raising cane’s
i do it like martin payne
but i ain’t with the funny sh_t, oh, no, no
i done pulled up on him, he like, “oh, oh, oh”

[outro: 2rare]
i done pulled up on him, oh, he got to running
bullets got to dumping
you know
(east london magician)

- dougie b 2rare

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