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lirik lagu in the house – marky b

(sluggy what you saying man?)

i’m on the scene to make new chapters
on the beat to erase being cashless
rip round raptors, we’re little b*st*rds
born in bradford, raised as grafters
what’s madness is they don’t like b
’cause i be sick when i drop to the beat
already tell that you’re moving your feet
yo sluggy, put me in a different league
took off the latch, then i climbed in
full scale set of bud’s what i’m finding
cultivation of crops i’m in
this the bradford lifestyle, putting time in
lights in thе box, the filter pipe in but
that’s еnough and back to my thing
when i’m rhyming, when i’m hyping
what i’m liking, this power sliding
done a quick slide on a bike and i thought i lost it
brought it back and i popped it
lifted it up on the straight, man i bossed it
what’s on my mind? danger’s never crossed it
marky’s lost it and bossed it
20 year old, don’t need a job to make profit
made dirty pukka then washed it
i used to need to shoplift
these days i’m silly with it
music’s mad, made a k!lling with it
bare snakes in the grass keep doing your sh*t
i get the last laugh ’cause i’ve nowt to lose
couldn’t live a day in my shoes
mummy bought you all your change you fool
not a dumb kidda ’cause i got all my as in school
but i took a hard route, climbed to the top, boom
when i aim our kid i start reeling it back
i just wanna put my team on the map
red beam on the mac, start freezing and that
bagging up stardawg, just scheming and that
quick drift when i’m leaving and that
front wheel drive, got a fiend in the back
so i’d better make sure they don’t leave with the cash
i’ve come a long way from creeping and that
if you’re from the estate then you will understand
whip that clutch, hit the power band
if you want funds then you move contraband
and if you want a bike then you bring a couple grand
if you’ve got beef then you bring a couple mans
never gonna run, you’ve got to make it a stand
if you want p then you’ve got to move sand
if you’re outnumbered, you put a wrench in your hand
two things that i want, a bad barbie, and a yamaha farmy
i want a quad bike army, yo marky
i wanna bring a whip to the party
skinny and slim ones, bring out the big ones
giving it big guns, i like the thin ones
i like the ones that are dirty and bad
who’s that on the road? i’m reversing it back
my mush, jump on a farmy
summertime, dropping off bare charlie
one hand got a bottle of bacardi
in the other one i’ve got a german car key
next day jumped on a bike you know
one hand 40% purnod
3.5 in a large raw cone
and my right hand stinking of dosy*doe
like sat*rday’s here, purple punch
sunday lands it’s tropical runtz
done 3 bottles, now i want a full drum
when the five*o land i will laugh at the c*nts
i wanna jump in a whip, a sick german, not a 1.6
and i could afford one if you paid your ticks
but i’ll keep saving ’til i can buy 6
in a stage 2 remapped, diesel d*cat
3.2 litres, you can’t beat that
ford ranger bus and that’s been d bashed
’22 plate, better know it weren’t cheap lad
tricksty beeper, is she a keeper?
back then we was mansion creepers
i just wanted a car with reverse bleepers
hand on the wheel with a 9 karat keeper
i was a dealer, now i make legitimate cash
still got love to my boys on graft
using benzocaine to make bash
£1,200 bar if you want a 10*pack
fact, i can make tracks
one day flat, just show me the youtube cash
you love old school, so i bring that back
and the beemers, me i do a u*turn nash

- marky b

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