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ghetts – hop out كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1]
switch up the vehicle
change the plates and scr_pe off the serial
limousine tint, man can’t see me at all
old_school car thief, i could start cars when i had no key at all
how did i start that car? i don’t know, it’s a miracle
if you wanted a ringer back, then you’d give carlton, cj or me a call
where’d you get that car from?
cj, carlton, reggie or marlon
hot one riding shotgun
can’t keep the bra on, now i got a hard on
golf gti mark 1
that’s how long i’ve had cars from
mr2’s and mx_5’s
r_e_a_l, better recognise

[chorus]
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
drop the top when it’s hot out
just hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out (ooh, ooh)
drop the top when it’s hot out
just hop in and—
[verse 2]
before man built up to grand theft
i was out here with the stilsons and flathеads
slap on the wrist when man got nicked
wе were still classed as children back then
stratford, plaistow and ilford back then
we used to l!ck that ford showroom like every other week
that’s wheels from dagenham
cars are hills, man jilled and jacked them
i, i had whips all right through the winter
summer 2000 i graduated from the typhoon to ninja
then it was houses
bamboo sticks, i climb through the window
man move swift at night, i can’t linger
man see the blue lights and do sprinter
young boys getting paper
now everyone wants a cut but they didn’t lift one finger

[chorus]
hop in and hop out
(look at the motherf_cking wheels)
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
(godd_mn)
drop the top when it’s hot out
just hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
hop in and hop out
drop the top when it’s hot out
just hop in and—
[verse 3]
from when i was a teenager
who can say that i ain’t seen paper?
year nine, bare crime
black box cars like that’s not hard
next day straight to the manor park key maker
i’m getting nine for the mx_5
and i got another ____
that i spit get played in cars that i like
dead him on sight
all_black double_r, get him on bike
r6, two riders, one girl
yeah, i roll deep in the ringer, f_ck it
got no keys for the bimmer, f_ck
n_ggas ain’t done no drive_by shootings
watch when i buy my new ting
nuttin’ but

[outro]
i remember when the bro preston used to come link me in the leather jacket
black one
the flathead in the pocket
said he was feeling like nicholas cage in gone in sixty seconds
the next day i had school in the morning
pulling up next to the teachers in converts and what_not
oh, i was feeling myself, yeah

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