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p money - nah breddah lyrics

[intro]
yeah, money over everyone
snk, get me?
like, man are moving dumb
ayy

[verse 1]
mind how you talk, don’t act up
don’t come to the bits g-ssed up
just ’cause you done two moves and
you got dough stacked up
if not that cuz, i make one phone call
i guarantee you’ll get knacked or slapped up
you ain’t gotta be in a car crash
to get the front of your brand new mini coop smashed up
work it out, it’s not hard
don’t act like that, you ain’t like that
stop acting, it’s not an act ting
if you see twenty breddahs hopping out of a van
ruga, or a mac ting
it’s your trace fam, i don’t know
none of them man there so there’s no interacting
tell your girlfriend, “shut up”
’cause i’ll ensure that they go and get your jawside smashed in
just imagine it for you fam
now you gotta lips your girl with the lips
all smashed in, bare cuts and plasters
i know man are laughing “like p you’re a b-st-rd”
and that bar is a mad ting
just know that when it’s beef it’s beef
not a trap ting
you internet battyholes
see it’s not a facebook or an msn
chat ting, you can’t chat to me at all
later

[verse 3]
this is og business
everybody stand back
loud talking like you’re bad max
cuh we all know you’re made for girls
like tampax (shut up)
don’t throw a hype or amp back
i’ll push your legs and your hands back
overstand that, i’m p
i’m a mad chap with the mad mash
shows the thief, shots fly
and your brain cells get ransacked (are you mad!?)
me, little dee and blacks
og’z, aka grime scene and frats
when you see a flashbang, it’s not a flash
from a flashbang, it’s a flashbang
from a mad strap (woah, yeah)
that one’s a mad chap
don’t think me and you’s safe
don’t try step in my face with backchat
i’ll backslap anybody bruv, that’s that

[verse 4]
don’t talk to me rough
don’t talk like catting a gun
don’t jump in the clash on a bad one
i’ll start pumping the mash on a mad one
artillery turns arteries black
full back, when we say that it’s not that son
for your own safety don’t take this
for a joke, ’cause this ting that i’ve got
ain’t a cr-p one, it’s one of them
it’s one of them roundhouse kickback ones (woi!)
black chat, black coat, black mask
black att-tude that comes with a black gun
what a coincidence, the par is a black one
when the windows wind down, don’t act dumb
run for your life, you can twenty men deep
i’ll keep rinsing the ting ’till i catch one
i’ll bring a storm to your house on a mad one
this cloud nine that i’ve got is a black one

[hook]
nah, you ain’t done what we done breddah
back up cuh i ain’t on my ones breddah
i’ve got a ting that will leave you numb breddah
i don’t care, i won’t have it from none breddah
see i’m a og that’s known
to go with this ting and turn it dumb breddah
so when the shots rain on your clart
you better change your vest into a numb breddah
nah, you ain’t done what we done breddah
back up cuh i ain’t on my ones breddah
i’ve got a ting that will leave you numb breddah
i don’t care, i won’t have it from none breddah
see i’m a og that’s known
to go with this ting and turn it dumb breddah
so when the shots rain on your clart
you better change your vest into a numb breddah
nah, you ain’t done what we done breddah
back up cuh i ain’t on my ones breddah
i’ve got a ting that will leave you numb breddah
i don’t care, i won’t have it from none breddah
see i’m a og that’s known
to go with this ting and turn it dumb breddah
so when the shots rain on your clart
you better change your vest into a numb breddah
nah, you ain’t done what we done breddah
back up cuh i ain’t on my ones breddah
i’ve got a ting that will leave you numb breddah
i don’t care, i won’t have it from none breddah
see i’m a og that’s known
to go with this ting and turn it dumb breddah
so when the shots rain on your clart
you better change your vest into a numb breddah

- p money lyrics

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