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aystar - i'm on road lyrics

told man i’m on the roads getting dough in
the goings done got tough but you don’t see me going
i’m a real nigga
back out that steel nigga
pop a couple shots while your driving make you hide behind the wheel k!ller
right now i’m only dealing with the shotty
big mozzy so i can’t keep it on me
plod are on me so its based up in the side streets
niggas try ride me i run round the corner come back and clap the shotty
clap your posse
5 man tried riding on me
flipped it out like i was bond whacked it off and man was gone g
standard shooting with my left hand like i was left handed
spur of the moment if i’ve got it there you’re getting toasted
rage is atrocious
the gauge holds the mostest pellets that you’ve ever seen
all together e its gonna leave your whole head neck and flesh overseas
so if i squeeze it’s peak you won’t be getting seen for weeks

[hook]
i’m on the roads, i’m never far from the ratchet
so if its peak on the roads then i’ll slap shit
that 3.5 slug you could catch it so don’t chat shit or you’ll be laying with a bad stitch
i’m on the roads, i’m never far from the ratchet
if it’s peak on the roads then i’ll slap shit
that 9 mm glock is a madness
leave you with a bad stitch when you take shots from [?]

[verse 2]
i’m at the club like what’s happening (what’s happenin’?)
if i see a nigga scr-pping with me boy then i’ll just run over and stab him
no long ting
knife through your abdomen its wrong
you should of thought about that before you tried and now its on and now its on
you want to try sort it out nah that’s long
you made me stab you now be grateful i didn’t clap you down
cos i could of clocked you left the bouncers to stop it
come back with the glock clappin rounds like what’s popping
you could of waited till i seen you on road or when your shopping
could of followed man home then let the whole flock in
standard and i get me batman then start robbin’
let the dog in and tie him up and relieve once the gwop’s in
and on the way out ill make sure my nigga pops him
just let this little d-ckhead realise hes not sick
cos hes had a pint and a couple of vodkas by the docks
shit… don’t piss me off kid

[verse 3]
that 9mm long nose yeah i banged it
357 snub nose yeah i banged it
38 special i banged it
shotty i banged it
you ain’t banged shit
you’re just a bandit
rolling with your rusty rebores
us man pack proper heat
with proper teeth we’ll fly in and out your property
in and out your car
i dont care if you’ve got proper seats
these are proper sweet so its peak if you want proper beef
look i’ma pop the teeth
i’ll rob ya, pop the heat
and now you’ve just been robbed and clapped you’re a proper chief
look, you can’t win a war with me
i’m into 4s and 3s your only into sorting weed
you little prick get a grip and step your game up
it’s my time i’m monsooning and i ain’t even f-cking made it rain look
look the flows nuts
the punch lines are f-cked
get me and your beef’s getting crushed

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