CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : O Get Busy
808 made this one
Woi, woi
Watch man climb to the top like a ladder
My bro slaps hammers and makes man stagger
Run up in gaffs, I ain't been no trapper
Where's your broski, turned ghost like Casper
I just spot me an opp at the red light
Bro, head right
Put your foot on the brakes
I'm swingin' my shank like a top-cla** fencer
Top pretender, I gotta give it to Jay
(Bro slapped two)
808 made this one
Tsk
Cell 14 from AM to PM
We slide in the PM to find these yutes
Bro slapped two but the third one misses
The third one busts, turn man into zoot
I don't cut through the six with my woes
I'm cuttin through the L, just me and my bruce
I done boxed Wavey in his face
If I had my shave, way more than a bruise
Back this dots, see hella man freeze up
No freezer when the gang go Q
Put a K on the L
Put a K on the 9
Put a K on the 2
I done said little man done run off when shh got bored at the function too
And my man was way too loud so we turned him into a silent yute
On the main road where I had you running, I'm screaming done him, he's way too fast
Bored that once and bored it twice but I bored it again cause he's talking hard
Man aim for the heart like Kevin
Intention dead him, swingin my arm
And free Slim, he a Farm Block legend
They got him in prison cause K1's gone
But lemme tell you how the O get busy
But more time bro says I can't say that
I can tell you how Jay got bored and Jo got shot and Millz got sprayed at
This ain't YouTube, no playback
If you're hungry you can taste this blade akh
Can't put a K on my name like bando
But in the bando where T Traps based at
I put on my life that I don't hate Malis
But the ones that I beef are faggots
They talk on me and I ride on them
We're the best on the map, mark us like Rashford
F**k the verbal, get straight to the action
Junction, Clapham
I buck me an opp, that's unlimited nights
And true say the O's on the top of the rankings
Wave man, why do you think I'm named that?
Swing my right arm, insert, try K that
Ching man down til my left hands hurting
And when its hurting, switch hands and replay that
Your blicky vanished
My shank won't vanish
Double tap that, skid skr, we vanish
In this blacked out Nissan, know we just went TP tryna turn man package
Swing that blade til my rambo's dripping
No kidding, I want pagan blood
I'd love to be swervin' in Germans
But right now, I'm on the pagan block
Spin this whip, grip my ching
He was hungry so we fed him six
That's two Rambos in the ride like T**ch
Like Roddy, the gangnem soon be Rich
And never this prick turned NPK, I made that b*t*h bleach my wetter
From the 9 to TP, who's wetter?
I back my blade, let's see who gets wet up
I can swing this shank all psycho
Make man swim like they just went Lido
Hold 3x3 if you're screaming out 9 oh
When I swing shanks, grown men sing high notes
Woi, woi
Watch man climb to the top like a ladder
My bro slaps hammers and makes man stagger
Run up in gaffs, I ain't been no trapper
Where's your broski, turned ghost like Casper
I just spot me an opp at the red light
Bro, head right
Put your foot on the brakes
I'm swingin' my shank like a top-cla** fencer
Top pretender, I gotta give it to Jay
(Bro slapped two)
808 made this one
Tsk
Cell 14 from AM to PM
We slide in the PM to find these yutes
Bro slapped two but the third one misses
The third one busts, turn man into zoot
I don't cut through the six with my woes
I'm cuttin through the L, just me and my bruce
I done boxed Wavey in his face
If I had my shave, way more than a bruise
Back this dots, see hella man freeze up
No freezer when the gang go Q
Put a K on the L
Put a K on the 9
Put a K on the 2
I done said little man done run off when shh got bored at the function too
And my man was way too loud so we turned him into a silent yute
On the main road where I had you running, I'm screaming done him, he's way too fast
Bored that once and bored it twice but I bored it again cause he's talking hard
Man aim for the heart like Kevin
Intention dead him, swingin my arm
And free Slim, he a Farm Block legend
They got him in prison cause K1's gone
But lemme tell you how the O get busy
But more time bro says I can't say that
I can tell you how Jay got bored and Jo got shot and Millz got sprayed at
This ain't YouTube, no playback
If you're hungry you can taste this blade akh
Can't put a K on my name like bando
But in the bando where T Traps based at
I put on my life that I don't hate Malis
But the ones that I beef are faggots
They talk on me and I ride on them
We're the best on the map, mark us like Rashford
F**k the verbal, get straight to the action
Junction, Clapham
I buck me an opp, that's unlimited nights
And true say the O's on the top of the rankings
Wave man, why do you think I'm named that?
Swing my right arm, insert, try K that
Ching man down til my left hands hurting
And when its hurting, switch hands and replay that
Your blicky vanished
My shank won't vanish
Double tap that, skid skr, we vanish
In this blacked out Nissan, know we just went TP tryna turn man package
Swing that blade til my rambo's dripping
No kidding, I want pagan blood
I'd love to be swervin' in Germans
But right now, I'm on the pagan block
Spin this whip, grip my ching
He was hungry so we fed him six
That's two Rambos in the ride like T**ch
Like Roddy, the gangnem soon be Rich
And never this prick turned NPK, I made that b*t*h bleach my wetter
From the 9 to TP, who's wetter?
I back my blade, let's see who gets wet up
I can swing this shank all psycho
Make man swim like they just went Lido
Hold 3x3 if you're screaming out 9 oh
When I swing shanks, grown men sing high notes
