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Paroles de la chanson Big Steppa par PS Hitsquad

Yay
Hitsquad baby
You know how it be
What?
Pay you late, Oh shit
Steppa, I can show you how to step
Aight cool, let me stop fucking about
Scratch Mixed It
Look

Look, I want drugs and guns
And I'm still taking risks, I'm still in the mix, I don't know it's fun
Why you do that? I don't know, I'm drunk
What's that? Ali I smoke is skunk
Asthma, loaded pump

They lose breath when I show this gun, then go link a golden one
Slide round in a KIA, you would think I'm doing a school run
I got tool on live when I see a KIA, look in your eyes you're shook
Look, I'm shopping for wood like I gone IKEA
If you had one idea, why I send money through Rio
We bout roll up, certi, dirty
We bout to show they're nerdy
Fuck it, you know I'm sturdy, hurt me, I bet I won't die early
Worthy, ski pap pap, shap, wap
Fill him with lead like my name was surely
Face and socks with a super soaker, wet up your block, they're squirty
Fucking hell, S got nine on a rizzy, me and Midgy, top and tell

How many points have we got? I don't know, it's a lot, I can't tell that tell
We got this guy and we got this guy and then this guy got shot as well
Test that quick time, ever seen pigs fly, helicopter when I bust them shells

Steppa, I can show you how to step
We come around in seconds, me and round two sets
Weapon, riding round, who's next?
Merry go, who's left?
Hold on, bust a move, two step
Bust a move, two step
Yeah, Steppa, I can show you how to step
We come around in seconds, me and round two sets
Weapon, riding round, who's next?
Merry go, who's left?
Hold on, bust a move, two step, two step

Yeah

Walk or we just jump in a motor
Henny, henny I hate being sober
I'm off the henny, it's over
I just be driving the bottle, no chaffeur
I got a pole with no holster
Broski told me he lost a Rover
What? We on Mars or suttin?
Bro just whip that up until it turn rock, blue or hard or suttin
No, we ain't playing with hard for nuttin
Like it ain't hard or suttin
Charged up, I wanna charge the suttin
Arms up, it's on the blaster button
If I lack, it's calm, it's nuttin
I just cut back with a larger suttin
Blow in the air and drop that quick

He want a Mac like apple, told him me and Kweng finna cop some sticks in the field tryna tackle
Hold on, I hate Jakes and they're fucking pricks, free my bro out them shackles
I was out tryna buck a lick, you was out tryna fuck a chick, baffled
They all lame
I want a milli but dread when they see me, skate like Lil Wayne
Weather man, I'm a weather man, I can tell when it's gon' rain
Yeah, I feel like La Flame cah I'm the highest in the room
I'm smoking on ****, you know I'm smoking **** too

Steppa, I can show you how to step
We come around in seconds, me and round two sets

Weapon, riding round, who's next?
Merry go, who's left?
Hold on, bust a move, two step
Bust a move, two step
Yeah, Steppa, I can show you how to step
We come around in seconds, me and round two sets
Weapon, riding round, who's next?
Merry go, who's left?
Hold on, bust a move, two step, two step
Yeah

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