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Dizzee Rascal - Hold Ya Mouf lyrics
[Dizzee Rascal] Get me We got a lot to talk bout Raskit, God's Gift Oi yo What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back to you What you do will come back Hold your mouf (hold your mouf) Raskit dont give a shit (i mean) Ain't concerned, ain't worried, don't mind But you should watch your lip (i mean) If you keep chattin in a hurry you'll find The bottom of a 6 foot pit (i mean) Don't care what creed, colour or kind Bullets'll make you sit (i mean) Make you relax, lay-down, unwind Raskit don't give a damn (i mean) Ain't that bothered not much, dont care Catch me if you can (i mean) Its possible you will get hit with a chair Talk like your the man (i mean) If you want beef you'll get a fair share Dizzee got a masterplan (i mean) I'm a problem for Antony Blair Raskit don't have a bar (i mean) Don't have it from him, her or dem I'll make a rudeboy say rarr (i mean) With or without the use of a skeng Remove you from your car (i mean) Got a temper, its big like ben And i don't care who you are (i mean) Move to your boys, i'll move to your men Raskit don't waste time (i mean) Don't hesitate, don't pet, don't ramp .22, .38, .9 (i mean) These digits'll leave you stiff like cramp You wanna test? thats fine (i mean) You couldn't take Dizzee Rascal for a tramp If you cross my line (i mean) I'll leave you colourful, dazed and damp I don't want beef today It's not arms today Let's keep it calm today Let's be friends I don't wanna write today Let's not fight today I feel alright today Let's be friends [God's Gift] You've got a problem blud? Let's solve it blud Gats and bora's blud Hold your mouf You've got a problem blud? Let's solve it blud Gats and bora's blud Hold your mouf [Dizzee Rascal] Yo, it dont make no sense to me Why fellas don't wanna act sensibly You better re-check your identity You better re-check how you speak You dont make no sense to me If i switch i won't act sensibly I'll make you care intensively You'll be in a coma for a week And i really can't come to grips With how these fellas act just like chicks But now i retaliate with clips And now i retaliate with force You should come to grips With how you really should watch your lips You better know we're some lunatics And that we retaliate, of course [God's Gift] You don't wanna feel the heat from mah (click click) I roll deep wit mah (click click) I'm always on the street wit mah (click click) I eat wit mah (click click) I sleep wit mah (click click) And i can put you 6 foot deep wit mah (click click) Chat shit you get beat wit mah (click click) Roll straight sound be the street wit mah (click click) Try if i'm never on my feet wit mah (click click) I'm only on my feet when i bus' heat (gunshots) And you just ran outta luck wit mah (click click) Say your gonna get fucked up wit mah (click click) Gunshots leave bodies bruk wit mah (click click) And i can make the whole place duck wit mah (click click) If you dont wanna get stuck wit mah (click click) Don't wanna get out the truck wit mah (click click) Cause you'll get jacked and gun-but wit mah (click click) And i'll leave your whole jaw bruk wit mah (click click click click) |
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