Russ, Hl8 - Behind Barz lyrics
Russ [Russell Vitale] Atlanta, Georgia/Secaucus, New Jersey, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Russ, Hl8 - Behind Barz lyrics]
Listen left bare man leaking
I don't know nothing bout even
Same way I bore'd up shh head
You can never make it even
Same way we bore'd up shh and shh
You can never make it even
How many gangs am I beefing?
Opp gyal find me appealing
Face time the kid stop teasing
Come suck off my jon fuck jeeting
Gun shots for the opps no feelings
Still oil up the shh and grease it
Go ham in my spot man cream it
Two hands on the dots, and squeeze it
Still oil up the shh and grease it
Go ham in my spot man cream it
Fill the dinger with petty messy
Jump out gang and get wetty
Fuck the opps they can't touch this
Buck me, stay with it come like chucky
Push two bells in that dutty brucky
Ting jam up you're so lucky
None of my pagans touched me
Russ keep up with the fuckery
Buck my opps it's so funny
Start leggy like they saw a duppy
Can't, beef with them they're some puppies
HMP get bruck up like bucky
Energy, Energy, Energy
Used to be friends now we're enemies
None of my opps are a threat to me
Chat on the net but won't step to me
Room ram, bed rock, pussy tight
Head lock, fuck the opps, soon drop
Fuck the feds, gun shots
Skid up man back it tek it
Dem boy pathetic, wet it chest and neck it
Call the paramedics
Bore'd up shh, did you forget?
Fed my chette straight through mans head
Shh got bun, hospital bed
When shh got splashed he shoulda been dead
Just seen shh he rid off again
Deptford boys love leaving their friends
Shh shh ran we bully your ends
Try come Penge you nearly got kwenged
I don't know nothing bout even
Same way I bore'd up shh head
You can never make it even
Same way we bore'd up shh and shh
You can never make it even
How many gangs am I beefing?
Opp gyal find me appealing
Face time the kid stop teasing
Come suck off my jon fuck jeeting
Gun shots for the opps no feelings
Still oil up the shh and grease it
Go ham in my spot man cream it
Two hands on the dots, and squeeze it
Still oil up the shh and grease it
Go ham in my spot man cream it
Fill the dinger with petty messy
Jump out gang and get wetty
Fuck the opps they can't touch this
Buck me, stay with it come like chucky
Push two bells in that dutty brucky
Ting jam up you're so lucky
None of my pagans touched me
Russ keep up with the fuckery
Buck my opps it's so funny
Start leggy like they saw a duppy
Can't, beef with them they're some puppies
HMP get bruck up like bucky
Energy, Energy, Energy
Used to be friends now we're enemies
None of my opps are a threat to me
Chat on the net but won't step to me
Room ram, bed rock, pussy tight
Head lock, fuck the opps, soon drop
Fuck the feds, gun shots
Skid up man back it tek it
Dem boy pathetic, wet it chest and neck it
Call the paramedics
Bore'd up shh, did you forget?
Fed my chette straight through mans head
Shh got bun, hospital bed
When shh got splashed he shoulda been dead
Just seen shh he rid off again
Deptford boys love leaving their friends
Shh shh ran we bully your ends
Try come Penge you nearly got kwenged