Bambu - Shabs lyrics
[Bambu - Shabs lyrics]
He been huffing shabs all day
He was sick of being hungry
He ain't had a decent meal
To eat since monday and it’s thursday
And he feeling sick inside his gut
The part of pasay that he from
Is known for being notorious for robbing
Tourists when they're in the slum
He thought about it for a sec
About that time that he go collect
He plotted on the next ‘john' who hit up
Greenbelt looking ’round to buy some sex
Get a towel put it around his face snug
His knife was big as fuck but it was dull
So what - muthuhfukkuh still
Gonna' give it up
Baka Americano sige, sondalo
Sundan mo na siya sa labas
He's off to cafe havana
Hit him up - "hoy, what's up?!"
The fear inside the man's face when he saw
The knife from out my man's waist
He was looking at a wolf abused
And now it's time to pay
"chong, right away brad, right away!"
He was finna' blow that dollar stack
On fucking someone in cafe havana
Pero now it’s feeding mga bata
"welcome to manila muthufukkuh!"
Then right before the money switched from out
The man’s hands he was thinking, "damn
This little man's only 5’6" and
I'll be gotdamn i'm American!"
So he cocked back and tried to swing on him
And now it's really gonna’ cost him
Stabbed in his flabby fat fucking
Stomach - got him!
He dropped the knife and hit the street
Tsinelas fallin off his feet
Ducking out behind an alley gettin
Tired from th heat
Pasay road was hella deep he stole
A taxi off the street
But 25 feet from magallanes
Bridge he saw police
So he ditched that cab and grabbed
A shirt somebody was drying
On the clothesline wiring trying to
Hide from all the sirens
Almost made it to bankal but right
Before he made a left
Motorcycle cops came up the block and
Shot the boy to death
He was sick of being hungry
He ain't had a decent meal
To eat since monday and it’s thursday
And he feeling sick inside his gut
The part of pasay that he from
Is known for being notorious for robbing
Tourists when they're in the slum
He thought about it for a sec
About that time that he go collect
He plotted on the next ‘john' who hit up
Greenbelt looking ’round to buy some sex
Get a towel put it around his face snug
His knife was big as fuck but it was dull
So what - muthuhfukkuh still
Gonna' give it up
Baka Americano sige, sondalo
Sundan mo na siya sa labas
He's off to cafe havana
Hit him up - "hoy, what's up?!"
The fear inside the man's face when he saw
The knife from out my man's waist
He was looking at a wolf abused
And now it's time to pay
"chong, right away brad, right away!"
He was finna' blow that dollar stack
On fucking someone in cafe havana
Pero now it’s feeding mga bata
"welcome to manila muthufukkuh!"
Then right before the money switched from out
The man’s hands he was thinking, "damn
This little man's only 5’6" and
I'll be gotdamn i'm American!"
So he cocked back and tried to swing on him
And now it's really gonna’ cost him
Stabbed in his flabby fat fucking
Stomach - got him!
He dropped the knife and hit the street
Tsinelas fallin off his feet
Ducking out behind an alley gettin
Tired from th heat
Pasay road was hella deep he stole
A taxi off the street
But 25 feet from magallanes
Bridge he saw police
So he ditched that cab and grabbed
A shirt somebody was drying
On the clothesline wiring trying to
Hide from all the sirens
Almost made it to bankal but right
Before he made a left
Motorcycle cops came up the block and
Shot the boy to death