CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Chura Liya
Harami
I can't see very well
Ahh
That gun's looking nukaly
If I let off two shots, kameez aaj pat gae
Hollow tip shells, fam I might break her basali
She was a fat ting, the crack got her looking patli
I've been hustling a long time brudda trust me
Man talking sh*t, it's the coke fam it must be
Undercovers tried tug me, I was covered in chutney
I've still got my runners on the field like we're playing rugby
Ugly, they know how I go sick on the riddim
Chacha's in PK, he just did an honour killing
And he buss case cah he took a little dollar with him
Now he's in Spice Hut, bhaiyya's got the doner grilling
Big blade like the doner man
I've got a man selling packs back from Rotterdam
Straight L.V. on the monogram
Summoned two jinns, he thought it was a hologram
Trips to PK, couple bricks in the baggage
Now I'm tryna double up, I'm tryna flip this package
I broke her heart, I couldn't fix this damage
You would've thought I done juj the way I mixed this magic
Mix this magic like Sauron
Too many years in this trap, I don't know how long
I'm just tryna get this stack long
I ain't going home until this pack's gone
I patterned up the pebble game
I remember long nights, I was trapping in the rain
Now we're wrapping bricks in cellophane
I told my bottom B, she never give head again
The C.I.D's looking for some blues clues
The witness said he seen me on YouTube
Man I'm too rude, I think I've got a screw loose
Sniff two lines, sip two Goose
Man I'm sick of all the backchatting
Shoot you in the spine, make your back spasm
My w****s burn rubbers like Michelin
When I'm in the w**** house I'm chilling with my kitchen ting
Them man are still bickering
I just flick it out and stick it in
Now we're in the w**** house, pick a ting
F**k a stray cat, I won't bring her in
I can't see very well
Ahh
That gun's looking nukaly
If I let off two shots, kameez aaj pat gae
Hollow tip shells, fam I might break her basali
She was a fat ting, the crack got her looking patli
I've been hustling a long time brudda trust me
Man talking sh*t, it's the coke fam it must be
Undercovers tried tug me, I was covered in chutney
I've still got my runners on the field like we're playing rugby
Ugly, they know how I go sick on the riddim
Chacha's in PK, he just did an honour killing
And he buss case cah he took a little dollar with him
Now he's in Spice Hut, bhaiyya's got the doner grilling
Big blade like the doner man
I've got a man selling packs back from Rotterdam
Straight L.V. on the monogram
Summoned two jinns, he thought it was a hologram
Trips to PK, couple bricks in the baggage
Now I'm tryna double up, I'm tryna flip this package
I broke her heart, I couldn't fix this damage
You would've thought I done juj the way I mixed this magic
Mix this magic like Sauron
Too many years in this trap, I don't know how long
I'm just tryna get this stack long
I ain't going home until this pack's gone
I patterned up the pebble game
I remember long nights, I was trapping in the rain
Now we're wrapping bricks in cellophane
I told my bottom B, she never give head again
The C.I.D's looking for some blues clues
The witness said he seen me on YouTube
Man I'm too rude, I think I've got a screw loose
Sniff two lines, sip two Goose
Man I'm sick of all the backchatting
Shoot you in the spine, make your back spasm
My w****s burn rubbers like Michelin
When I'm in the w**** house I'm chilling with my kitchen ting
Them man are still bickering
I just flick it out and stick it in
Now we're in the w**** house, pick a ting
F**k a stray cat, I won't bring her in
