lirik lagu abra cadabra – mad about bars
[verse 1: abra cadabra]
let me get this straight
bare chat on the tweet when the g’s bucked you, you was holding chase
man got mashup, things on things all over the place
now you wanna chat off your mouth on peri
when your shoe was all over the place, huh
man best pick up, pick up that shoe
tell my man, “pick up, pick up that card”
when the mandem hit up, hit up that food
them man wan hitch up, hitch up pon sha
kwasia sem who you talking to?
man a real bad boy, who you talking to?
man scream, “sho” when i’m walking through
17k and your boring who? huh
why they wanna f-ck with a n-gga like me?
man pull up, hop out and dump 2 quick, man ah fly ot
we don’t run from these f-ckboys
blud, i’ll slap man on itv
you don’t want it with a n-gga like me
you go run when you see me
we ain’t letting it bang
so why the f-ck did you leave your like mikes?
have you seen your jacket and kicks?
how you talking ’bout tramps on your timeline?
man left his iphone 5
so how the f-ck you gonna write your lies?
l1ckle man just stick to the rap ting, darg
you don’t wanna get skyed
when your boy lands road, i’ll be waiting for him at the door
i heard shh-shh hit him up in the jail house
had him on all four s
ah, they talking the sh-t like they pressure
i swear on my life i’m fed up
one of these yutes haffi deadup
man trek to the op block get bitcoin for my deets, juvies man just chat about cream, bare ounto and cake on my scene
big ting go boom, bye bye if i spot anyone of them neeks
man don’t scream, man don’t speak
hit him with a tum-tum make a man lean
make a man lean, make a man lean then bop
can’t tell me about on tops
i been upsuh, me kush and [?] l1ck a man down for his watch
man tried escape, man try escape in the a
three, me and kush jumped in the whip, bare skrr skrr
bare handbrakes on the roadside
catch man and break man’s face
we can do the bootings, we can do the shootings
if i tap a mission i’ma boot his door in
big rambizzy pon my side
when we step through your mandem wan’ hide
man do road, man do road with the ounto
man do road with the smoke
p-ssy don’t choke, wet up my roach
must can hold a two box in your nose, no problem
[verse 2]
i’ve done road on my lonelies
if it wasn’t for this music, man
i swear they wouldn’t phone me
but thats just how it goes, b
i’ve always been around the wise, so i know who’s my co-d
they can’t fool me, i swear they can’t stall me
them p-ssyboys going down south like morley’s
all they ever did was just stall me
it’s man crush monday, fell in love when she saw me
let’s take a stroll down ganster hill
guns and knives is what you see on a ganster’s will
i can’t wait to the day that i’m soundin’ like nines
sayin’, “i got bare jewels like stamford hill”
my n-ggas gettin’ this money and still bangin’
i hope i be gettin’ this money and still rappin’
open doors don’t mean nothin’ to me if i’m still trappin’
doing road, rollin’ around theres no lackin’
these n-ggas sending threats, i don’t give a f-ck
when my daddy left me he didn’t give a f-ck
so when i see that certain someone i don’t give a f-ck
kidnap a b-tch n-gga, make him live with us
how we living rough, i swear how we living rough
that’s why when my n-ggas hit the belly all they do is blush
they heard that we be violent, they don’t f-ck with us
before my blackbox came i never heard them sayin’
“you soon blow abz, you’re k!lling all these shows abz
your on my snapchat and my twitter, bro, your known fam”
but my question is, when the buzz decides to leave will they remember me? sho
“you soon blow abz, you’re k!lling all these shows abz
your on my snapchat and my twitter, bro, your known fam”
but my question is, when the buzz decides to leave will they remember me? sho
look, my lifestyle
lately my life’s wild
b-tches in my dms move to me, they want the pipe now
back then the b-tches told man to pipe down
free yz, told me, “abz this is your life now”
lost bl1ckz, lost y’z, lost blacks
lost daz, man, free my brudda daz
they got the rest of my bros in the can
it’s like they wanna see us crack in the can
free daz, man, they hit my n-gga daz with a 7
that’s my sole black star from the 7
feelin’ mad to ride and send a p-ssy to the heavens
feelin’ mad to ride and teach a p-ssy boy a lesson
night in, night out, me and emix on the grind out
pourin’ out my heart, i need this right now
it’s looking like my n-ggas gonna die out
i’m tryin’
i wanna see my n-ggas drivin’ fast cars and nice houses
the olders beef each other and it hurts me
totty’s not number 1 no more, totty’s 30
my home’s really crumbling in the mix of all this bullsh-t
them p-ssys from the other side stumbled in
i don’t even know these pr-cks, man, i don’t even know these hoes
them d-ckheads are neeks to the roads
they don’t know how it goes
what’s the code, bro?
blast mans face till his bludclart looks like frodo
i’m on one, it can get sticky in the long run
i hope the love i’m gettin’ is for the long run
if not, i’ll be posted on the block with my long gun
and trust me, my k!llers them on what i’m on, mums
f-ck them p-ssies, they don’t feel me
now the p-ssy they wan’ wan’ feel me
i hope the industry really do feel me
because everyday there’s a voice in my head screamin’ sh-t like, “you soon blow abz, you’re k!lling all these shows abz
your on my snapchat and my twitter, bro, your known fam”
but my question is, when the buzz decides to leave will they remember me? problem
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