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biz x scarz8th - (hornsey) uno #villeside lyrics

[producer tag]
this is a melo beat

[intro: biz x scarz8th]
like how many man been bun?
-rambo tucked in my levi-
more time tryna turn man z
-what you do if my rambo dripping-
what i’m talking it be the truth

[verse 1: biz]
been smoking on my man
now my head’s high
can we hit the booth?
yeah i stay talking bare smack in my tracks
what i’m talking it be the truth
like how many guys are they gonna lose
before they hang up those boots?
real life for the field for true
swear on my life i ain’t giving no truce
sometimes kickback and mense
more time tryna turn man z
bro just drop me a pack of peng
out that sh-t then do it again
nah this can’t end
until them man over there
lay down in graves for beds
throwing up two’s where you meet your friend
that’s sooner or later
yeah i’m on this beef
i serve it up
i don’t need no waiter
yeah i stay ten toes on the streets
me and bro tryna get this paper
but i swear them man just come like fans
love watching gang but they say that they hate us
behind the scenes i swear they must rate us

[chorus: biz x scarz8th]
like how many man been
bun
splashed and
packed?
i swear they don’t care
like how many more mumzys
are gonna cry and say
“it ain’t fair!”?
some of them been known for statements
don’t you know they snitch over there?
bro-bro just sparked a zoot
now there boys are all up in the air

move that in the air
take that tote like rah this rare
slap anything with plaited hair
like how many man been got?
bare
wave dump on man pluto
wait
on my mars no bruno
youngest boss and there ain’t no hugo
1 more left in the dots shout uno

[verse 2: scarz8th]

bullet gon’ sting no beehive
revive
rambo tucked in my levis
grab this corn
fly bush
it’s no time
in the meantime
tap that
no key bind
(c-cking gun sound effect)
deep in the field no astro
mystro
corn gon’ lick out your afro
go anywhere ion need no apro
gang gon’ spray that up like castro
they see my levi sweater and rambo
n-gg-s know to go straight to the kicking
shh got straight to the kicking
yuka would’ve left my rambo dripping
how you gonna sit there and act?
and
how you gon bang for the snap?
tramps
n-gg-s get straight to the dash
even tho shh pressed that gas
take mans b-tch man did that
might d-ck that
then talk this bigmac
grab these packs man flip that
1 phone call
grab that and hit that
rambos and waps in the ride
mix my cells
then drench man did that
p-ssed when the officers dispatch
still score every time on a rematch

[chorus: biz]
like how many man been
bun
splashed and
packed?
i swear they don’t care
like how many more mumzys
are gonna cry and say
“it ain’t fair!”?
some of them been known for statements
don’t you know they snitch over there?
bro-bro just sparked a zoot
now there boys are all up in the air

- biz x scarz8th lyrics

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