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loski & kenny allstar - mad about bars lyrics

[intro: loski, kenny allstar]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
(swn)
i know you pree’d the title, you already know what time it is +
(t+k)
we go again!
(yo on my mama, that shoit hard dizzy!)
if i get that drop and i tell a1
rise up blaze one, blood ‘pon pavement
what you saying loose, that time?
muh!
fyed up
loski mad about bars
still fired up
live (live)
gang
[verse 1]
still anything green get bun (let’s go)
most of 410 been touched
++++, ++++, ++++ (haha)
we don’t want lil rass, he’s a pup (no)
if i get that drop and i tell a1
rise up blaze one
blood ‘pon pavement (who’s dat?)
leave a boy rainin’
don’t be mistaken, don’t think it’s just rap
we get to shavin’
i’m from the, i’m from the south whеre sh+t gets real (lеt’s go)
ski d fell in love with drills (muh)
ain’t from brum but their burger boys got put in a box like a happy meal (ha!)
shout my cleanups
aye who’s that, wheel+up
don’t make noise when the gang dem creep up
can’t leave bro like ++++ and peeler

[verse 2]
‘course’ we’re bad (bad)
must be mad (mad!)
aim at hats (hats), do it and brag
heard that d38 is dayday (huh?), why the f+ck are they letting him rap?
harl+harlem only, dem man phoney, shoot like kobe, ask the broskis
lost war war i was numb, imagine if zack lost cody
said she feel safe with the shooters,but we came round and dem boy weren’t shooting (glee!)
i ain’t tryna wind down windows, i’ve hopped out but the cars still moving (glee!)
you’ve gotta get chinged by jocks or a1 (huh?)
who the f+ck are you choosing? (who?)
don’t die for nyash, we send corn not a shot from cupid
i know +++++ mad when i f+cked down tyler (bad one)
dat gyal dere way too sick (way too sick)
but i was more mad then him
when i found out the yute weren’t his (p+ssed)
i ain’t blood or crip i’m harlem b+tch
but bare red ballies on a harlem strip (muh)
gaza, karma we move fast with it
drama, drama, we got all of it (glee, glee!)
bet+better kenny bop on my flow (let’s go), mess up a opp go home (go home)
me and gsmarko like tg and jojo
i put my diamonds on any postcode (burrr)
say you’re ridin’, til you lie you don’t
ttg’s, still trained+to+go (let’s go)
still teddy wit da bruckshot
fashion drill wit the smoke (brr)
i got honeys on me (on me)
i got money and beef (and beef)
uh uh, hes a liar, can’t believe
got smoke, need t++th
wet man, like a beach (glee!)
do a drill then dance
and put that sh+t on repeat (live)

hop out the ride and toast it, man only put on their mask since covid (glee!)
grandad tan it, i’ll swing out my arm like a racket, you know how we’re rolling (you know)
i’ll show you how to hop off a back of a bike, i’ll show you how to never go broke like sykes (brr brr)
if you name one man that lil rhys touched
i’ll wear +++++ (yuck) bally for the rest of my life (never)
i’ll show you how to f+ck down insta hoes without buying birkins or makin it wife
anytime that ski had to cut from opps, same day came back on vicious time (g+glee!)
he got touched and he said that he didn’t
someone’s fibbin’, boy too lie (hah)
can’t go sleep if you shoot at my mum, dumb, big man where’s your pride?
++++(yuck) got ripped and he ain’t been back
++++(yuck) got ripped and he ain’t been back
another got ripped and he ain’t been back
bma (yu+yuck) got ripped, better times 2 that (mm+mmm)
everyone in fields been touched by us, if they ain’t been done, then they must been new (new)
go over there tryna burn up foes, come back gotta burn up my canada goose (muh!)
livin’ it proper, cut it like doner, or i gotta cook sh+t up like suits (tsh+shh)
two times two time that by two, need minimum three when i’m makin’ a move (muh! muh!)
dunno about boxing, o.j. simpson, true say we left him covered in juice (ying+ying)
done it moncler, done it in bait, that was all bait, bro said loose

(outro)

hop out the ride and toast it, man only put on their mask since covid
i’ll show you how to f+ck down insta hoes without buying birkins or makin it wife
he got touched and he said that he didn’t
someone’s fibbin’, boy too lie
i’ll show you how to hop off a back of a bike, i’ll show you how to never go broke like…
muh!
k+k+k+kenny allstar

- loski kenny allstar lyrics

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