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ab feat. naz - mans a g lyrics

[hook: naz & ab]
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g (mans a g)
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g (mans a g)
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g
look at me that’s something you’ll never me
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g (mans a g)
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g (a f-cking g)
mans a, mans a, mans a, mans a f-cking g
look at me that’s something you’ll never me

[verse 1: naz]
yeah i jump on the beat with ease (uh)
mans got heat i don’t freeze (fire)
main tings looking lebanese (arab)
games on lock, i got keys (pop pop)

[verse 2: ab]
and i’m switching up the flow (switch it)
all i needs an instrumental (bars)
and i’m rhyming every day
while i’m flexing on these ho’s (flexin’)
got alotta gains i’m eating that rice (munch)
flowing on the beat my rhymes are nice (yeah)
walk into the room that girls enticed
but she act like a b-tch that’s party not nice (pnd)

[verse 3: naz]
i rhyme on the beat i don’t finish (never)
see me getting green like spinach (popeye)
set me anything and i’ma k!ll it
yeah mans not scared i don’t grimace (rage)
cop a couple creps and i flex (cop that)
when i’m on the pitch i’m a threat (30 yards)
got her on a chain like a pet (woof woof)
long strokes then i buss a sweat (aah)
i’ma switch it up aswell
you man ain’t moving parallel
always on the beat
but i’m ain’t talking jezebels (sket)

[verse 4: ab]
all i spit is heat
and these truths is all i speak (no lies)
got three bangers on this tape
micheal jordan that’s 3peat (chi town)
zim zimma, keys to the beamer
i’m bout to make it f-cking summer in the winter (heat)
i’ma serve you up like i’m servin’ up some dinner
never do no sins but i k!ll you like a sinner (i’ma k!ll it)

[verse 5: ab]
never drop the ball cause i’m on it (dribbling)
saviour to the game like a tonic (nhs)
rapping bare fast like sonic (pace)
and i’m rhyming these bars like a sonnet (43)
shakespeare on this flow and i’ma get (firmed)
gonna be the top of the game, there i said it (yeah)
i’ma wreak havoc on this beat armageddon
only got the next verse on this beat cause i let it

[verse 6: naz]
man bring heat like an athlete
at the track meet when i k!ll beats
and i keep (uh) telling man it’s that deep
never caught slipping like jeeps, ab on the beat
man try cuss me ima drop him (trippin’)
k!ll a beat and ima leave it in a coffin (dead ting)
swipe with the card, mans copping
yo this beat mad hard no flopping (don’t flop)

[verse 7: ab]
i can keep it going now, i ain’t f-cking with the crowd (raving)
b-tch we in the studio and we’re focused on the sound (schoolboy)
we ain’t moving 16 ounces but we focused on the pound (mulla)
and you gonna tell your friends, “pree these rappers we just found”

[verse 8: naz]
sit truss, you don’t wanna get rushed (cut)
act up and you’ll get slapped up
no guns but i got packing a mac
mash work then i spit bars in my flat (for the floos)
never got no time for no cats (meow)
cos i’m busy making stacks (financial)
mad samples, fire on the track (sample it)
when the b-ss h-ts you better stand back

[outro: naz & ab]
i got that rhyming that timing i’m flying
and i’m so conniving when i’m climbing
i’m priming and i’m always riding
gon be the ace of this sp-ce
sippin ace of the spades
can’t hold me down cos i am rapping like mase
leaving a taste that you can’t erase, b-tch reppin!

- ab feat naz lyrics

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