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tel money (omh) - mad about bars كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]

slow it down, slow it down
watch man just jump out the whip
they gave me 9
trizz got a 9
they hit dev up with the 6
i get them hype
my n-ggas dem ride
it was me in a stolen whip
she thinks i’m nice
i hit that twice
now she pregnant with twins
i got the juice
i got the sauce
everybody run from the 12 inch sword
i’ll have man screaming
praying to the lord
i’ll get man drenched if you wan play more
war is war
them man never been round here before
i don’t know if you believe me or not
every young buck round here squeezing off
every shot gets l!cked at my bugs
ten toes had the phone ringing in the hood
i really do things that you little n-ggas should
i’ve paged man differently like books
i’ve creeped on back roads
blacked out hoods
any ic3 man see get jukked
back your bredrins don’t just look
stone came tru light man like kush
tryna make time for my new ting
babygirl got the trapline booming
18 z’s man break it up
i can’t sleep at night
my line wakes me up
i got grub to bag
i got guns to bust
if i whip the white
man will double up
i got clientele
some are foreigners
we got big guns
don’t trouble us
on top like a red light
get the drop on the spot
your a dead guy
long sword got me feeling jedi
smoke flavours
till my eyes dem are red eye
tel money
drop grub on the minors
i’m the reason the yout man are riding
i’m the reason the opps dem are hiding
invest my bread in war and violence
invest my bread in war and skengs
feds wanna know what’s what in the ends
know about the stabbings
know about the shootings
know that the other side p-ssyholes losing
slide round with bad intentions
like man can’t tell me bout rideouts
see blue lights had the whole car stressing
n16 is ours
man don’t talk
man get steppy
shout my bro for the bells
he only got 12
link me in pembury

[verse 2]

violent guy creep up and do violent stuff
old school days i was out here
ching man up in my lyle & scott
ill be lying if my heart don’t beat
when i hear the sirens stop
my gun bang bang like chief
or big stone come through squeezing off
4 gang make you leave your dons
gripped up when we rolling
dot dot that i’m holding
tell my n-gga slow down the whip
i noticed these kids
we jump out and torture
ringing shots from a corsa
phone me up place your order
3 for 20, 6 for 40
texts come out early
rinse it in the morning
trap line be important
i put my mother through bullsh-t
09 it was [?]
010 it was awesome
011 i went jail
had a relationship it didn’t end well
tap the dotty treat it gentle
gunshots we don’t wrestle
i cover my face cause i have to
money hungry chain be buss down
can’t you see the sh-t come froze like a statue
ot dishing out cat food
kit-kats call cause they have to
spots on lock like my straps do
the block come hot like cancun
but my young g’s move like baboon
remember when that boy got done up

- tel money omh

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