Mazza L20 - Murdaside (Remix) (feat. Aitch, Potter Payer) lyrics
Mazza L20
Aitch [Harrison Armstrong]
[Mazza L20 - Murdaside Remix feat. Aitch, Potter Payer lyrics]
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate
(yeah) got nicked with it
I'm certified (yeah)
Don't be rappin' 'bout no strap
That burner's not yours
Ask him where's he's from, he's not a Man'
That boy from Stockport
Platinum every summer, five years
I must be top four (yeah)
Broski in the nit for kickin' shit
That boy don't knock doors (Whoosh)
VIP, don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, I really run my city
Half a ticket for one show
My neck cost more than the brizz
I lift my wrist up, i just glow
Had your favourite rapper's sister in
The crizzy on the snow
Free Samurai, back then, we're screamin'
"40 Gang" (yeah)
Ain't fuckin' on no MILF
My broski really let that forty bang (Boom)
I just made two-fifty
Bought a crib and gave my shorty bands
If feds are there, I'm gone, oi
Mazza, tell them where I'm from, yeah
(Woo)
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
Free Flock, he's in the wock
He got like thirty-five (Years)
Why'd you put them bullets in your
Gun? You're not prepared to ride
We all wanna shoot, when it's time
We let the worker drive
Jump out, fuck a drive-through
You get your burger fried
I don't wanna hear about no
Bootings if he nearly died
Put you on the news at six o'clock
That's that murder time
And I can't be fuckin' with no
Rappers with them nursery rhymes
I've never heard your name
You probably heard of mine
I'm movin' like a terrorist
The rats are gettin' terrorised
They might need a therapist, degenerates
We're petrified done a few with callin' kid
He went to court and testified
Tryna get rid of all these
Rats like it's pesticides
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
Asked him where he's from and he said "
" so I done it bait
Do it like I'm Twin, like I'm Cruise
Tryna hit his me and Aggy B on Romford road
And we just took Chase
He was talkin' gangster 'til I left
Him with a jook face
Stuck that pussy up against a
Wall like a bookcase
Always talkin' shit about some drills
That never took place (Liar)
Broski, nah, he can't cook a egg
But he can cook Flake
Thirty-six, I'm signin' all the
Shooters with some thirty-eights
Where I'm from, if you got a beef
You get them hammers out
Bro hung up the screws all on
The landin' with the scanners out
We put on, from Gascoigne up to (Real)
This the sort of place, your out of place
You can't be hangin' 'round (Still)
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate
(yeah) got nicked with it
I'm certified (yeah)
Don't be rappin' 'bout no strap
That burner's not yours
Ask him where's he's from, he's not a Man'
That boy from Stockport
Platinum every summer, five years
I must be top four (yeah)
Broski in the nit for kickin' shit
That boy don't knock doors (Whoosh)
VIP, don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, I really run my city
Half a ticket for one show
My neck cost more than the brizz
I lift my wrist up, i just glow
Had your favourite rapper's sister in
The crizzy on the snow
Free Samurai, back then, we're screamin'
"40 Gang" (yeah)
Ain't fuckin' on no MILF
My broski really let that forty bang (Boom)
I just made two-fifty
Bought a crib and gave my shorty bands
If feds are there, I'm gone, oi
Mazza, tell them where I'm from, yeah
(Woo)
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
Free Flock, he's in the wock
He got like thirty-five (Years)
Why'd you put them bullets in your
Gun? You're not prepared to ride
We all wanna shoot, when it's time
We let the worker drive
Jump out, fuck a drive-through
You get your burger fried
I don't wanna hear about no
Bootings if he nearly died
Put you on the news at six o'clock
That's that murder time
And I can't be fuckin' with no
Rappers with them nursery rhymes
I've never heard your name
You probably heard of mine
I'm movin' like a terrorist
The rats are gettin' terrorised
They might need a therapist, degenerates
We're petrified done a few with callin' kid
He went to court and testified
Tryna get rid of all these
Rats like it's pesticides
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
Asked him where he's from and he said "
" so I done it bait
Do it like I'm Twin, like I'm Cruise
Tryna hit his me and Aggy B on Romford road
And we just took Chase
He was talkin' gangster 'til I left
Him with a jook face
Stuck that pussy up against a
Wall like a bookcase
Always talkin' shit about some drills
That never took place (Liar)
Broski, nah, he can't cook a egg
But he can cook Flake
Thirty-six, I'm signin' all the
Shooters with some thirty-eights
Where I'm from, if you got a beef
You get them hammers out
Bro hung up the screws all on
The landin' with the scanners out
We put on, from Gascoigne up to (Real)
This the sort of place, your out of place
You can't be hangin' 'round (Still)
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"
I don't need no tick by me
Name to show I'm verified
Strap it, no certificate, got nicked with it
I'm certified
I'm from a place, if you got beef
You let your burner cry
Ask him where he's from, he's
Not a Scouser, he said, "Merseyside"