Correction Paroles Straight Outta Tottenham par Double Lz

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f*ck you looking at, nigga?
I'm still trying to find out
Nigga
Hold on, hold on
Oh, we got a problem here?
We got a problem?
We got a problem nigga?
Jmillz Production
Oops

Oh no, I'm not sparin' no one (Oh no)
Oops, I done it again, no Britney (Oops)
Bun man, tu'n that history
You ain't comin' back like frisbees (No you ain't)
Bro's on the wing like Ribery
Them man are talkin', Oprah Winfrey (Chatty)
Speak with your chest my yute, don't hint me
Badman step on the L with a glizzy (Brrr)
Oh no, I'm not sparin' no one
Oops, I done it again, no Britney (Oops)
Bun man, tu'n that history
You ain't comin' back like frisbees (No you ain't)
Bro's on the wing like Ribery
Them man are talkin', Oprah Winfrey (Bow)
Speak with your chest my yute, don't hint me
Badman step on the L with a glizzy (Brrr)

Tap that, man slap that (Bow)
We was two straps up like a handbag
Gang-gang pull up on your block like askar
Jump Out Gang out the Astra hatchback (Bow)
What's that broski's pullin' out the manbag?
Tell my young boy go there, bring the wap back (Bring it)
Slap that in his snapback
They know it's all facts, we ain't into the rap cap
She just got the wood, now she's over the moon (Happy)
So I told her I'll be back soon
Ay Trapo, let's slide 'cause I'm in that mood (Trapo)
Ever seen three opps and you're tellin' bro "shoot"? (Bang it)
Question, question
Do you really do what you rap in the booth? (Do you?)
Kweff him, kweff him up
Bruce too loose man, he ain't got screws (Tapped)
See-see my opp and I'm spinnin' it
Rippin' it, drillin' it, chingin' it
Corn in a gun, get a bit of it (Bow)
Teeth in a spinner ting
Jump Out Gang on them idiots (Bow)
We ain't tryna hit no civilians, I swear
We was just tryna get down affiliates
Diligent, militant, bookey, insidious
Scoreboard ridiculous, gang-gang's winnin' it (Oi)

Oh no, I'm not sparin' no one
Oops, I done it again, no Britney (Oops)
Bun man, tu'n that history
You ain't comin' back like frisbees (No you ain't)
Bro's on the wing like Ribery
Them man are talkin', Oprah Winfrey (Bow)
Speak with your chest my yute, don't hint me
Badman step on the L with a glizzy (Brrr)

I ain't talkin' footwear, but we got sliders (Silders)
Strap on the hip like it's a cowboy ride (Oi)
Spin ting spins like four door tyres
I ain't talkin' jobs when a man gets fired (Fired)
Your gun don't beat, your wap is expired
You got the all the drip, but where you residing? (Where?)
Chip and a riz with your friend combined
And lil bro tryna blow man, tell him it's timing (Timing)
Gyal wan' skin out, skin out, wan' sit down, sit down
Like good p*ssy gyal fi get tings (Ayy, ayy)
I swear that's an opp? Come talk, full stop
Better run when I rev that engine (Runner)
This life I live is all hectic
Swing this chinger tryna make him accept it
Rise that strap when I find those kids (Bow)
Double tap that, won't like no pic (Bow)
I'm gonna raise hell like Slim Jim did (Free him)
Peek out the car and I bet that sprint (Oi)
I'm back with a bang, get left in the mist
Opp block creeping watch Skiz get shived (Bow)
Kweff that right where I cheffed that
Left that and pray he gets put in my spliff
Prick, pop this door in sync, you're pissed
When you try sprint don't trip

Bow
Oops
Haha, you know how it gets man
Gang way, O Way, free the gang

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