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Paroles de la chanson Elite Sessions par Bugzy Malone
I can call myself Bugzy Malone as a gimmick
20,000 views cus the kids wasn't in it
They don't wanna hear no creative shit in this lyric
They just wanna hear how I drag man out of a civic
Yeah, and I broke my hand when I did it
Cus I broke his jaw and I broke him down
And I made his friends look silly
I shoulda put suen sharp in his belly
Left bare skidmarks behind the subby
Look, when I was about 10
Ended up robbing all of my school friends
But then I got caught, and ever since then
I've been on the ball like ESPN
20,000 views cus the kids wasn't in it
They don't wanna hear no creative shit in this lyric
They just wanna hear how I drag man out of a civic
Yeah, and I broke my hand when I did it
Cus I broke his jaw and I broke him down
And I made his friends look silly
I shoulda put suen sharp in his belly
Left bare skidmarks behind the subby
Look, when I was about 10
Ended up robbing all of my school friends
But then I got caught, and ever since then
I've been on the ball like ESPN
Yeah I took chase, and I hit the fence
Just tryna get away from the policemen
But then I got gripped, and I got slammed
Done a lil bit of time like big ben
A big white sweat box took me to pen
Had fights like M.Bison and Ken
And I've been a bad boy ever since then
Never been a hero like Clark Kent
And now I'm like Scarface without the scar
And I'm like bane, without the mask
I'm like the joker without the cards
And I don't care if I look bad
I wanna Porsche GT that's matte black
So I can drive through the hood like batman
Used to have a 9 in my backpack
So I could run through the door like a cat flap
And now I've got a hoodie matching my snapback
Just tryna get away from the policemen
But then I got gripped, and I got slammed
Done a lil bit of time like big ben
A big white sweat box took me to pen
Had fights like M.Bison and Ken
And I've been a bad boy ever since then
Never been a hero like Clark Kent
And now I'm like Scarface without the scar
And I'm like bane, without the mask
I'm like the joker without the cards
And I don't care if I look bad
I wanna Porsche GT that's matte black
So I can drive through the hood like batman
Used to have a 9 in my backpack
So I could run through the door like a cat flap
And now I've got a hoodie matching my snapback
And they know my voice when I'm on track
A hitman couldn't kill a beat like me my brudda
If he signed that contract
Trust No one we're not on the same wave
I shut man down then I vacate
If he sees the whip then he might hate
Cus my nigga we're not the same age
Plus I've been avoiding the 12 gauge
I heard man put a hole in his rib cage
Opened the door, let off the ting
And then vacated the estate
And then vacated the estate
Gunchester's never been a nice place
From a place where man can't dictate
Whether man are gonna live to an old age
So I stay fresh like colgate
And I don't watch no face when I make change
A hitman couldn't kill a beat like me my brudda
If he signed that contract
Trust No one we're not on the same wave
I shut man down then I vacate
If he sees the whip then he might hate
Cus my nigga we're not the same age
Plus I've been avoiding the 12 gauge
I heard man put a hole in his rib cage
Opened the door, let off the ting
And then vacated the estate
And then vacated the estate
Gunchester's never been a nice place
From a place where man can't dictate
Whether man are gonna live to an old age
So I stay fresh like colgate
And I don't watch no face when I make change
I've been on the roads and it ain't great
I've seen big reputations deflate
He had a Maserati and a template
Until he went out on a rampage
Took 2 shots to the chest plate
Now he's lying six feet deep in a fresh grave
Now that's that life, that's that life
That's that life that I explained
RIP to my dead mates
May the fallen soldiers set pace
The stereotype's gone way too deep
For the mandem to work for a set wage
So we stay out 'til it's dead late
And make friends with a nigga that knows pain
That way you don't have to explain
When you lose it and misbehave
Into the devil I turn, sky turns red
I've seen big reputations deflate
He had a Maserati and a template
Until he went out on a rampage
Took 2 shots to the chest plate
Now he's lying six feet deep in a fresh grave
Now that's that life, that's that life
That's that life that I explained
RIP to my dead mates
May the fallen soldiers set pace
The stereotype's gone way too deep
For the mandem to work for a set wage
So we stay out 'til it's dead late
And make friends with a nigga that knows pain
That way you don't have to explain
When you lose it and misbehave
Into the devil I turn, sky turns red
Then I pull out the flip blade
Flick, flick
Pull out the flip blade
Flick flick flick
Pull out the flip blade
I'm the wickedest ting since Brotha lynch hung
And the music's sickmade
But I never sold my mixtape
I made money on the road you live straight
Your music's like wet weed
But when it dried out it lost weight
Truss me
Now I'm bugzy Malone
Cah the name bugz got played out, on the roads
Kicked off doors
Shut down raves
Broken jaws
Flick, flick
Pull out the flip blade
Flick flick flick
Pull out the flip blade
I'm the wickedest ting since Brotha lynch hung
And the music's sickmade
But I never sold my mixtape
I made money on the road you live straight
Your music's like wet weed
But when it dried out it lost weight
Truss me
Now I'm bugzy Malone
Cah the name bugz got played out, on the roads
Kicked off doors
Shut down raves
Broken jaws
Broken glass
Big boy mash
Made man sleep and I made mad stash
Made man creep and I made mad cash
With the big boy heat when I ran in the gaff
Still got a beard still got a mustache
Still know how to get the road gassed
Still on this music ting and I'm still in the gym
And I can still go on like mad max
Trust me you don't wanna start no trash
Cus the roadside gets hot like Baghdad
S'why the mandem walk with a strap
Cus it gets diplomatical fast
Yo it gets diplomatical fast
I've been on the road since manny got gassed
Still make my ex-girlfriend wanna ask
Is he gone cool, or is he still mad
I don't know, tell her it's mad
Big boy mash
Made man sleep and I made mad stash
Made man creep and I made mad cash
With the big boy heat when I ran in the gaff
Still got a beard still got a mustache
Still know how to get the road gassed
Still on this music ting and I'm still in the gym
And I can still go on like mad max
Trust me you don't wanna start no trash
Cus the roadside gets hot like Baghdad
S'why the mandem walk with a strap
Cus it gets diplomatical fast
Yo it gets diplomatical fast
I've been on the road since manny got gassed
Still make my ex-girlfriend wanna ask
Is he gone cool, or is he still mad
I don't know, tell her it's mad
Still been knocking out man for my mates
Knocked on the door, threw a left hook
And I left teeth all over the place
That's no joke, tell them bro
Man left teeth all over the place
Just the other day, that's no-
Man left teeth all over the place
Then I seen police all over the place
In 06, nearly got an 8
Boy got stabbed, but it wasn't me
And I've still not got over the case
Now I have dreams, that I get chased
And I just can't get over the gate
Freddie Krueger couldn't come in my nightmare
Cus I'll leave cuts all over his face
From Gunchester home of the brave
Gunchester home of the brave
Knocked on the door, threw a left hook
And I left teeth all over the place
That's no joke, tell them bro
Man left teeth all over the place
Just the other day, that's no-
Man left teeth all over the place
Then I seen police all over the place
In 06, nearly got an 8
Boy got stabbed, but it wasn't me
And I've still not got over the case
Now I have dreams, that I get chased
And I just can't get over the gate
Freddie Krueger couldn't come in my nightmare
Cus I'll leave cuts all over his face
From Gunchester home of the brave
Gunchester home of the brave
Gunchester home of the brave
Gunchester home of the brave
Gunchester home of the brave
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