A9 Link Up - Offica

A9 Link Up - Offica

  • Ano de lançamento: 2020
  • Linguagem: Inglês
  • Duração: 3:44

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A9 Link Up

Offica

JBJ Productions

Gotcha

Like Ace done did it, done done it again

Bow, bow

Yo

Can’t hack these lies if you step

Yo, yo, make a man just beat like Ghosty

One word and it’s gonna get long

Tell a man just stay in your lane like Tory

I ain’t really got time for a paigan

When I come back, I’ma tell my story

Glory, gotta take all that glory

No way, got a bad b from Norway

Let a girl wan' rock in Prada

She count whine 'till it beat like a drummer

Don’t step in my zone two times

It’s peak, got us looking more like its karma

Yo, yo, I’m Ace, I’m a well known rapper

Real MC no hammer

If an opp boy step out with no armor

Let th beef fry, number 1 jump starter

More tim bounce with the stick like pogo

Let that go, rurr, rurr, rurr, rurr

Up and down these roads, no yoyo

Skrr, lean out, skrr, skrr, skrr

Bow, I can’t fuck with a popo

I just say 'I don’t know, no, no'

I still pop out with my G like Polo

Yolo, green light, go, go, go

I got a lil pump, esskeetit

Tap-tap, see the boy then run

Bally on my face when I hop out the whip

More time so you can’t see me like John

I don’t care if he’s hench like Ryback

Cah the gun would have bussed like porn

Feed my sons, my sons get fed

So feed me more if you want this corn

A92, we apply that pressure

I could never fold like wallet

Cop it, chop it, press it, sell it

Man’s tryna make that profit

I bunned a zoot, stayed high like rockets

'Cause man’s got the plug like sockets

You got love for your paigan baby

Yo baby, come wined up on it

Bro bro’s on the wing like Gareth

If he gets bagged, they ain’t giving out bail

That yute couldn’t save his bro

Next time, gonna leave touch red like Wales

I’m really tryna make it flip

Then it’s back to the trap, put food on scales

Get mummy and daddy some acres

Gun on my side, so a man don’t fail

Stepped out on the block, like yo what’s good?

The jakes stopped me 'cause I’m wearing a hood

Or maybe they know that I’m dishing out food

Come like MacDonalds, serving this grub

This dotts will heat up your chest like rub

Grab it, aim it, shoot, skiddy bop

Corn just tear up your shirt like Hulk Hogan

Ain’t stopping till that boy gets got

You gon' see when I M that punk

Man I’ll take that risk like I’m Jeff Hardy

Don’t think they can question me

They’ve been on ropes like WWE

I’m a 92 baby, the gyal go crazy

Got a bad b like JAY-Z

See the gang go brazy, too many ladies

But I’m just tryna get this cakey

Aye, are you ready or not?

They wan' play hide and seek

We do this every week

In the bando, so we cannot sleep

Huh, who’s bad on b?

Run a man down 'till I hurt my feet

5 man squashed in the back of the seat

Don’t wanna go home 'till the mission’s complete

Man like Kebz, I’m a young black king do you know?

Huh, where the paves tho?

You can’t come 'round here no more

Nah, nah, that’s a no-no

We tear that block like Diego

Go, go, go Diego

Get 'round there where they’re a no-show

This gang’s too lit

So we get litty

Welcome to the D-Town block

In god we trust like a holy city

Over here we got shotties and shotties

Shelled off one, saw a brownskin pretty

I got cats and I got bare kitties

On my line, see the P like Diddy

Riding under, you’re silly

I live a sweet life like Zack, not Cody

My bro’s stuck in the T, no Cody

He got white in the house like trumps

So he can’t sleep but he stacked that posy

I roll in 2's or 4 no Kobe

in my Jack, no Jones

So best run if I step on my 'lones

See gal love me when I holes

Aye what’s up, what’s up

Tell me what you know 'bout A9 link up

Gally on me tryna get my dick up

Don’t talk on the net, man come with your fist up

Bro’s got the ting and he’s giving out kisses

Turn them to mist, he ain’t missing

Come to who’s yard, are you fucking kidding?

Got some lil' light in the kitchen

'Cause I’m in charge of it, General Sergeant Officer

And they keep calling me police but omo emi o se olopa

And I said it before and I’ll say it again: bu si ta kebawaja

Ride out in the car, ride out in Okada

Jump out, gang jump out the whip

Slapped him in the face, tell him who is his father

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