CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Under Surveillance
Ayo, Frost, I swear my man's a link?
Yeah, cuz, them man are brick boys
I know a ting that's linkin' him, we can grab 'em
(R14) Mm-mm
Look
Rather sit in the park and burst my shots
'Cause aim is bait, it's flamin' hot (It's flames)
Used to lick down youts in court
My solicitor knows what the mandem's on (No cap)
If we ain't cool like that, it's long
Bando visits, I broke the dots (Whoosh)
Soon as they send that text, watch how quickly I turn 'em off
Bang off the live corn then duck from the porkies (Run)
OT trip, flip grub, man
Legit's get through, junction, M40
Paigons p*ssed 'cause the cops ain't caught me
Flip, whip in the tizz with a b*t*h, that's naughty
I got two in the box with bits and bobs
Might turn it to three like Aubrey
Leng drip, gyal, VV and a sporty, uh
Made little man gimme a count
Like fifty light and therе's parcels left
When thе flake got sent to the lab, feds said it was 93%
S of the Zanco, I had a Marty
Weekend, nights, let him use my TEC (Ayy, don't get bagged)
Still boil the kettle
Wrap that towel 'round my neck
Man fly off to cunch, two two and a hottie
Bariis and teeth in the T like Frosty
Who's beefin' my posse?
Pull up on opps and we still get droppy
Fist still bruck a yout like Rocky
I do, I do deals in the T, I'm boppy
Bangin' my corn, no Vossi
She twist in doggy, bounce on my c*cky, uh
Yeah, cuz, them man are brick boys
I know a ting that's linkin' him, we can grab 'em
(R14) Mm-mm
Look
Rather sit in the park and burst my shots
'Cause aim is bait, it's flamin' hot (It's flames)
Used to lick down youts in court
My solicitor knows what the mandem's on (No cap)
If we ain't cool like that, it's long
Bando visits, I broke the dots (Whoosh)
Soon as they send that text, watch how quickly I turn 'em off
Bang off the live corn then duck from the porkies (Run)
OT trip, flip grub, man
Legit's get through, junction, M40
Paigons p*ssed 'cause the cops ain't caught me
Flip, whip in the tizz with a b*t*h, that's naughty
I got two in the box with bits and bobs
Might turn it to three like Aubrey
Leng drip, gyal, VV and a sporty, uh
Made little man gimme a count
Like fifty light and therе's parcels left
When thе flake got sent to the lab, feds said it was 93%
S of the Zanco, I had a Marty
Weekend, nights, let him use my TEC (Ayy, don't get bagged)
Still boil the kettle
Wrap that towel 'round my neck
Man fly off to cunch, two two and a hottie
Bariis and teeth in the T like Frosty
Who's beefin' my posse?
Pull up on opps and we still get droppy
Fist still bruck a yout like Rocky
I do, I do deals in the T, I'm boppy
Bangin' my corn, no Vossi
She twist in doggy, bounce on my c*cky, uh
