CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : Dont Want It

Yeah, Lad (Yeah)
Chatting with the ONEFOUR
County gang
M-C-K
All Day
Oh, Yeah (HollaBack Beats)
Oh, Yeah, Oh, Yeah
Lets get serious (yeah)
All you lads really dont want it (wooh)
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (yeah)
Lets get serious
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (yeah) (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (yeah) (dont want it)
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You dont want nothin

All you lads, allways gonna say you use to do this, that
If you dont do it no more, kick back
We do this sh*t, You chit, chat
We right behind the scenes, lad
But your team, on the screens, just acts
Free all the lads in the can
Half of the boys inside doin time for the crimes, we did out here with the gang
Trust me
What you know, about this sh*t
Lookin for cops in the distance, tryna chase down that witness
Got my foes on the road, ten toes and you dont wanna
Man, I send em back home in an instant
That pole goes in and blade jumps out and we let that shiv, just sing (ching, ching)
And the [?]
But all of us, grew up, round all these things
So, run up, run up, get got
Then, run off, run off, on spot
Lads, with track team, relays, these days, cause they runnin, runnin, non stop
So, dont test that 7
Even them lads in the 60
Cause if it goes down
Come around to the streets of Western Sydney (yeah)

Lets get serious
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (yeah)
Lets get serious
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)1
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dont want nothin

Want to go, lad?
Do we have a problem?
My enemies, trying me, very often
But, nobody want to put me in coffin
Cause thats where I started, I came from the bottom
You dont really know, bout that sh*t
You dont really do what your rappin
You deserve an oscar or some sh*t
Cause your a performer, your just an actress
Lads dont think we get grimy, like Skepta
But, the area knows we dont play, boy like Hugh Hefner
And the last one to step up, messed up and left us, effed up
Couldn't even come to next one (nah)
Now you know, that I really suggest ya (yah)
Kick the f**k back, you dont want none of that
Before we just put you to rest, bruh
*Gunshot*
f**k you, you f**kin dogs
Hahaha
On, on, on
f**k off!
I dont want to hear that, no more
All these f**k n***as, sayin they done sh*t
But I never seen them before (talk to much)
Me and my brothers, were comin through heavenly
Tryna make moves, tryna leave that legacy
All the way up, harder then we'll ever be
Made in that Druitt, that 2-7-70 (yah)

HollaBack Beats (wooh, wooh)
Lets get serious (yeah)
All you lads really dont want it
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (yeah)
Lets get serious
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
All you lads really dont want it (dont want it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dont want nothin
(Yeah)