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ghetts - buss 1 lyrics

[verse 1: ghetts]
you don’t wanna see me when it’s midnight
i’ll fl!ck my fl!ck knife, shank him 6 times
i ain’t ramping, i run up in a camp with a gun up in my pants
last man standing
come through blasting a magnum
k!ll more than half of your mandem
everybodies targets i’m blasting at random
i’m like bag dem, put em in a casket and dash dem
i won’t stop till everybody’s yards are abandoned
i got n-ggas from plaistow, stratford
ilford, barking and dagenham
i’m the one starting the action
just to spark a reaction
can’t stay calm in a clash, man
suck your mum ain’t something i can take
i caught a n-gga skylarking and acting
and started barking and ramping

[hook: ghetts]
i buss 1, buss 2, buss 3
i buss 4, buss 5, buss 6
i buss 7, buss 8, buss 9
i buss 10, i buss skeng
i buss 1, buss 2, buss 3
i buss 4, buss 5, buss 6
i buss 7, buss 8, buss 9
i buss 10, i buss skeng

[verse 2: devlin]
from barking and dagenham to e13
seen some grimey streets where kids decide to squeeze
fl!ck knife up your sleeve, metal pipe in your jeans
fl!ck knife in your spleen, metal pipe in your t–th
the grimier streets outside of the east
and i’ll iron out a crease if you’re lying through your t–th
i’m not trying to be beat, have you flying out your seat
when they’re firing the heat, have you lying in a heap
i’m from dagenham d block where crack and b shots
are moving like rocks in slingshots
i feel like i’m living in fort knox, where big glocks
release more shots and leave you with more than sore spots
youll be lucky if you get your jaw rocked and jewellery p-wned off
your bird gets slapped and storms off
tell him “you’re a p-ssy, you was born soft”
i’ll be in the back of the motor when it pulls off

[verse 3: ghetts]
i’m on firing guns that ain’t got no safety
i’ll buss on a dirty date with a 38
make a man see them pearly gates, it won’t phase me
when i pull it out, i ain’t gonna put it back in without letting a bullet out
i don’t give a f-ck who’s looking out
if i weren’t gonna do sh-t, i wouldn’t have took it out
i’m fully down, why should i p-ssy out?
i’ll run up in a p-ssy’s house
get his mum, spread her legs, stick it in her p-ssy, ouch
oh, that’s fully foul
i seen n-ggas like oh god
that n-gga’s like oh dog
letting off’s no prob
young strapped and i just don’t give a f-ck
and i ain’t got no job
what? man put money on my head
i’m ready to buss like there’s a honey in my bed
i get gully with a bucky in the vest
straight duppying the set
another mums in a stress
wishing her son was home studying instead
i dont wanna k!ll n0body
but man just run up on my cuzzy in the ends
so now it’s a payback ting, watch when i spray dat ting

- ghetts lyrics

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