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caps (uk) - mad about bars lyrics

[verse]
let me tell you how i bang out a brick
first nine bar gets broke into bits
second nine bar, i throw that to mizz
and eighteen o’s get flung out with drinks
mad about bars, yes i am
i’ve got runners now, i’m getting tired akh
eight in the morning, we supply that
line still bangs in the night like it’s chiraq
nah girl, you can’t hold my hand babe
you can keep this .38 and my pack safe
i might phone you on a bad day
until then stay off my d+mn case
me and b running out with a stick
had this yout running out of his strip
the f+cker got jammed in the clip
or he would’ve got blown out his kicks
nah man, i’m done with the cheap guns
buj and foil, that’s a clean run
i send a text out and watch these fiends come
that’s gavin, paul, stacеy and kieran
word to omar, your line’s active
you’rе in jail but the packs doing backflips
bang your doors when you hear this track quick
when you come home you’re looking at some mad quids
i’ve got nitties puking on the floor
nitties curled up by the door
nitties spazzing out by the store
and they’re still asking me for some more
you ain’t never held a vio, that was mayday
and got forced to bang back on the same day
right now my life’s all cray+cray
so i’ve got arms around me like a day+date
immigration tryna send my plug back
c.i.d.’s all on my n+ts+ck
had me on a charge but i buss that
they tried to do me dirty like a mud bath
new fiends gotta smoke in front of me
new faces really got me bugging g
only smoking white, it ain’t nothing g
i wanna see how he acts when he’s bunning b
i’m too fast for these undercovers
but right now they’re moving like some motherf+ckers
taking pics from their car, they’re tryna cuff us
bx plates, no face, i’ll blow their covers
petrol bath’s getting po lightheaded
rekky said “hold your breath, don’t sweat it”
p+ssed cah the mandem gotta burn their denims
feds at the scene tryna find the sh+llings
that one’s a hot one
it don’t take me long to get a box gone
plug taking long just to drop one
cah the food came tight like some longjohns
i bang out smores from large lumps
why you think my trap phone does starjumps?
buj boy, look what my maal done
got my nokia dancing like carlton
and i don’t even take music serious
but i’ve got these rappers on their periods
capo, i’ve been devious
i’m the reason these fiends get their cereal
k!lling beasts, ain’t first right now
cah i got a couple pagans to pipe down
and i’ve got all this food i’ve gotta fly out
until then i ain’t having a lie down

- caps uk lyrics

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