Kano - Jamrock Freestyle lyrics
[Kano - Jamrock Freestyle lyrics]
Yo! Yo Mikey
Right now me a gunna put on me white shoes
An' me white socks, wit' me white laces
An' white trousers, an' white shirt
White blazer
Me a gunna load up me white gun wit dem white
Bullets an' buss a white shot
Inna ya black bumbaclarrt!
Alright den, RUN THE TRACKKK!
London's bunned down
Take a look around it's run down
You see them lickle youths have guns now
Bussin' them guns now
And for the dough fucking with drugs now
We need it and don't give a fuck how
Fuck what I look like
Fresh crepz and if my hood's Nike
If you ain't got my dough
Then it's good night
Cock back and "BRAP BRAP"
2 shots up in your black cap
My niggas eating you like fat chaps
'Cuz we don't have that
Tracking niggas down like Sat navs
You best stay low like Cadillac's
The road's my habitat
But still I'm like Crack-a-Jack?
Hit Marbella beach come back and pack tools
I'll hustle where there are 16's and?
Or put me on the street
I'll eat and I'm full
And yeah I've been run down
Never been smacked up
Yeah I've got a gun now
Niggas looking for me well I'm
Looking for them cunts now
It's a manhunt now, clicked out the shit out
It don't seem fun now
BUSSIN' off the gun now
And I ain't no gangster
But, you ain't no Pacino
And I ain't no wanker
And kids carry shanks like it's
Fashion now hooded up
New York, New Era hats that's the fashion now
And I ain't giving fashion tips
But I'll be on some other shit
And still murk you with some
Dolce and Gabbana shit
Right now me a gunna put on me white shoes
An' me white socks, wit' me white laces
An' white trousers, an' white shirt
White blazer
Me a gunna load up me white gun wit dem white
Bullets an' buss a white shot
Inna ya black bumbaclarrt!
Alright den, RUN THE TRACKKK!
London's bunned down
Take a look around it's run down
You see them lickle youths have guns now
Bussin' them guns now
And for the dough fucking with drugs now
We need it and don't give a fuck how
Fuck what I look like
Fresh crepz and if my hood's Nike
If you ain't got my dough
Then it's good night
Cock back and "BRAP BRAP"
2 shots up in your black cap
My niggas eating you like fat chaps
'Cuz we don't have that
Tracking niggas down like Sat navs
You best stay low like Cadillac's
The road's my habitat
But still I'm like Crack-a-Jack?
Hit Marbella beach come back and pack tools
I'll hustle where there are 16's and?
Or put me on the street
I'll eat and I'm full
And yeah I've been run down
Never been smacked up
Yeah I've got a gun now
Niggas looking for me well I'm
Looking for them cunts now
It's a manhunt now, clicked out the shit out
It don't seem fun now
BUSSIN' off the gun now
And I ain't no gangster
But, you ain't no Pacino
And I ain't no wanker
And kids carry shanks like it's
Fashion now hooded up
New York, New Era hats that's the fashion now
And I ain't giving fashion tips
But I'll be on some other shit
And still murk you with some
Dolce and Gabbana shit