Correction Lyrics Tell Man Twice by Big Zuu

Featuring(s) : AJ Tracey

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[AJ Tracey]
Cookin' up a jawn like

You don't wanna see my guys in the night just slidin', jump out the ride
Whole week with your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice, no I don't wanna tell man twice
You don't wanna see my guys in the night just slidin' and jump out the ride
Whole week with your mandem fried
I don't wanna tell man twice, no I don't wanna tell man twice

[Big Zuu]
I told AJ this one's f*cked
He had to touch, control the ting like a clutch
Bars hit headtops, man have to duck
You thought it's luck, but I work hard for the tum
You ain't a bad man, you're a chump
You're talking funk, till you get hit with a thump
Hit him with a smooth bang, leave man with a lump
Rubbish when these young guns say that they dump
Nah, they ain't ever been a dumpers
Gassin' Adi spare jumpers
You ain't bad with the fraud ting
That's the [?], draw for the pumpers
Animalise with my eyes on the stunters
Real guys can't collide with the fronters
Shy, can't see my guys up fronter
Shower down, hear that like thunder
That'll leave the dance pacing
You ain't ready to start, your heart's racing
You ain't ever been smart, you're just wasted
Whole style's just copied and pasted
Wanna see a darg's body, no faces
Man are certi, no traces
Free up my dargs with cases
All my Gs gonna reach big places

[AJ Tracey]
I told Big Zuu this one's messy
Flows, I'm blessed, cut up the beat like press
Caress the breast when the girl's gettin' undressed
She cools me down when her man's givin' her stress
And you can call me a sweet boy
But I got sweets for a sweet boy
Sweet boys get wrapped up like a sweet, boy
See man smile but my life ain't sweet, boy
Industry pricks, I'm foolin' dem
Man bags on the mandem, got tool in dem
Hoes having chats so a man ain't cool with dem
On and off pitch for the war like hooligans
Team on a bitch, no ball with dem
Big beef, back out the draws, got mauls in 'em
Shoots [?] up a man like scorpion
I'm new, dem man are late like Orion
Ice on my neck like Christmas
That boy lacked when he dissed us
Throw a man corn like a discus
Chip when I flex, man are viscous
I got a beast inside like Kurama
Sasuke when a man's out for an Audemar
Never take man for a stuck-at-home yout cah
I was throwin' signs on the Sunset Boulevard

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