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ghetts - skinny sort lyrics

[intro]
yeah
it’s your boy ghetto
2000 & life
this one goes out to my skinny n-gg-s, yeah?
haha
you know the skinny n-gg- don’t die on this one
brap, brap, brap, brap

[chorus]
just because i’m the skinny sort
they think they can f-ck with me
rude boy, that’s a silly thought
more than difficult
please don’t f-ck with g-h-e double t-o
might just see foes and then bust that heat
and keep that on the [?] low
because i don’t wanna sit and call
for twelve months in a spree

[verse 1]
so tell them punks i’m a g
beats, i’ve held, i don’t run to police
now i’m done with the grief
got a gun for the beefs
so you can suck your mum, you’re a chief
and please don’t be under belief
that i ain’t one to release slugs for the police
aim for your head, jumper and jeans
then jump on the jeep with the pumpy and leave
it’s nothing to me
trying to play with the big dogs
but you ain’t nothing but a puppy to me
a puppy, i’ve been
now i’m a big dog, i’ll buss for your team
for f-cking with me
have your mum sucking my p
i’ve released a couple of weeks
please don’t chuck it with g
all i wanna do is double my p’s and bubble to beats
and go home with a couple of freaks
but no, n-gg-s always wanna put me to the test
see, i see them looking at me, vexed
and i know what exactly what they’re thinking
will he have it? is he shook?
will he panic if i put him to the test?
bad idea, you don’t wanna put me to the test
get left with a bullet in your chest
what do you know about guns?
you ain’t got the heart to buss
you were lucky with a sket
i be in the hood with a hoodie on my head
you don’t wanna see me buss
you’ll be lucky with a tec
i ain’t a p-ssy, i’m a [?] on the edge
my teeth are crooked, still i got nunny on my bed
my girl’s choong
on the other hand, your girl looks like [?]
hungry b-tch, i’ll give her a cookie for head
and leave her looking upset
everyday, i hear somebody’s looking for ghetts
well, if you’re looking for ghetts, then
you must be looking for death or
looking get left in red, looking like [?]
you think i ain’t real, you’re wrong
but i’ll put you right in ten secs
cook you alive in less than ten secs
so, shush or die with less than ten pens

[verse 2]
i’m better than your whole crew put together
you’re all sh-t, who put you together?
you’ll get booked, but not booked for cheddar
got rushed but i weren’t shook, shook never
lost the gold teeth but now i look better
all they did is ruin a good sweater
they could never stop me, stop me could never
them boys are fake just like [?]
and when i see them and never whatever the weather
anywhere, where, if i don’t care, it’s whatever
once a p-ssy, always a p-ssy
you know who will be scared forever
and i don’t know why you think you’re real
nah, you never were
you just gave into peer pressure
i was on my ones, you was with bare bredders
but now it’s all guns and holes in their sweater

[verse 3]
f-ck your bad boy image
i’m from the hood but you’re from the village
[?] feel strong, is it crack or spinach?
tell me when it’s on, i’ma speak till it’s finished
you speak like you’re illiterate
you got the vocab of an idiot
the streets have been talking
ghetto was grimey, just keep supporting
pr-cks that sh-t on my name ain’t important
sh-t on my name, you’ll get left in orphan
you can’t get gyal, you force them
doing bare s-x with slags, no abortion
i know you hate me because i flash like [?]
you can’t say one, i’ve been like that from morning
don’t believe me? ask stormin
take this as a warning

[chorus] x2
just because i’m the skinny sort
they think they can f-ck with me
rude boy, that’s a silly thought
more than difficult
please don’t f-ck with g-h-e double t-o
might just see foes and then bust that heat
and keep that on the [?] low
because i don’t wanna sit and call
for twelve months in a spree

[outro]
this is my time
you understand me?
it don’t matter what you tried to do
you couldn’t destroy me
i’m still standing
i’m still strong

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