Nadia Rose, 67 — Wat Up
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Oi, I’m on violence, I’m on crud
I treat them opps like pot Man
I’m tryna leave everyone rubbed
My bro slapped two then passed it
That there’s nothing but love
Forget the fame in music,
I put skengs in trucks
Put skengs in the ride then lurk
We don’t call that putting in work
Spot one, rise that, burst
And we’re pissed if he ain’t in the dirt 67
MOB, still do it in shoes and shirts
Ask God to pray for my sins
But I still had a hammer at church
Ready to burst Do a drill, do a drill (Drillers)
Hammers hanging out windows
Man’ll show you something about skills
Now tell your boy what’s the deal?
These niggas talking that crud
But interview rooms and they squeal
Man turn up the beef like grill
Then chill with bae, eat a meal
Dark skin driller straight from the
Hill Girl love the vibe ’cause she trill
Opp block with steel
They ain’t on piss, they ain’t real
Early morning trap, doing drill
Jugging, juggin straight for a meal
Them man there beat that ting like drummer 4X4,
smoke loud in the Hummer
Best act right if you don’t want drama
Get turnt down if you ain’t too turnup
Two two, turn up Roll my spliff, get two two bun up
Hair down, might get two two bun up
Rolling with the squad, na I ain’t come one up
Run up on a bitch, that bitch like ‘Waddup?’
I run up on a bitch like, bitch like, bitch like
I run up on a bitch that, bitch that, bitch that
Them mandem beat that ting like 4X4,
smoke loud in the (Skrt, skrt)
Best act right if you don’t want (All of that, all of that)
Get turnt down if you ain’t too (All of that, all of that)
Two two, turn up Roll my spliff, get two two bun up
Hair down, might get two two bun up
Rolling with the squad, na I ain’t come one up
Run up on a bitch, that bitch like ‘Waddup?’
What the fuck is good?
Down with the kids but still fucking hood
Down with the kids but they’re still fucking crudy
I do it day and night, I’m Kid Cudi
I do it day and night while you’re sleeping
Get that pack, it’s gone by the evening
Talk ’bout beef, don’t know who you’re beefing
I know war and you was retreating
I’m the bomb like 9/11 Linked up with 67
Do the numbers, what d’ya get?
Can’t calculate that in your head, no
Feature from me? Uhm heck no
Doing road, do a petrol With the gang, stop at
Esso Ten car, convoy your ten toes
Either way, I’m on route Doing peng, doing cute
Doing Yak, doing zoots Rave in hotel rooms, yeah
Mash up the place, duvets get turn up
I’m a bad girl, scream ‘Go suck mothers’
Bad girl school, I need me a scholar
Them man there beat that ting like drummer 4X4,
smoke loud in the Hummer
Best act right if you don’t want drama
Get turnt down if you ain’t too turnup
Two two, turn up Roll my spliff, get two two bun up
Hair down, might get two two bun up
Rolling with the squad, na I ain’t come one up
Run up on a bitch, that bitch like ‘Waddup?’
I run up on a bitch like, bitch like, bitch like
I run up on a bitch that, bitch that, bitch that
Still got beef and we lurk on oppers
Big forty, no party poppers Free my drillers,
I love my drillers M.A, Mad Max from
Shottaz I trap, I rap
I get music money in pounds and dollars
No pork, no pork Where
I’m from you’ve gotta dash from the coppers
Big fat stones and a hammer, ay,
you will need several doctors
Violence, we did that in public Dasheen
I hid from the ‘copters
Yeah we do music but never confuse it,
we do up these oppers Bro got grabbed on obbo,
ay, free up my shotter Fifteen,
I’ma show you my rucksack
Know that two bang-bang, let him have that
They ain’t on piss but they act bad Show them pricks
I’m a madman Load up clips, hear it bang ‘
Cause me and my niggas don’t rap
Shoot instant no my ting won’t jam
We want more bodies in the bag
Two double-o I ain’t firing cabs
With knives and baseball bats
Don’t slip rudeboy, you can get grabbed
Up in them Aigon flats Ay, ay, ay,
did a drop where they’re staying at
Let’s lurk where the pagan’s at
Man down if the pagan lacks 67 gang,
beat that like (Drummer) Volvo,
Mercs, BM (Hummer) Do a drill,
didn’t want no (Drama) 44 spin kick,
man get (Turnup) Man get (Turnup)
Highly flammable, you can get (Bun up)
In a ride with heat, so you’ll still get (Bun up)
If I take it personal, I’m lurking (One up)
Skeng’s out on your block like (Waddup?)
(I run up on a bitch like, bitch like, bitch like)
(I run up on a bitch that, bitch that, bitch that)
