Tunde - Bruce Lee lyrics
Tunde's music has been compared to artists such as Berner and Joe Blow, indicating recognition of his unique sound. While the rapper may draw inspiration from these established personalities, he adds his own personal touch to create an original and captivating style. Listeners appreciate his ability to imbue his music with authenticity and creativity, providing a distinct identity within the music industry.
[Tunde - Bruce Lee lyrics]
Stack it
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
I live this mob life, can't you tell?
Sippin' Aqua Panna
Eating prawns and chicken with the Tagliatell
Big crops to feed and a big
Bag of cats to sell
They tried to fuck with my young
Boy til' I went and
Checked the V man and told him cast a spell
Now hes out in thе field, chin up
Bound to blast a shell
I made thе Opps go hard to soft
We kick back and laugh N' call
Them man there a pasta shell
I used to mix the blues with the
GG and call it glue cheese
Now it's top shelf Cali
In the Cheesecake Factory
Dippin' wings in my blue cheese
Blowin' on a big joint, we don't use Piece
When I pull up in a
Foreign they like "Who's he?"
When I pull up in a foreign it's a movie
Got your main ting lookin' all choosey
Now your gyal's drippin' wet through
Her little Polly two-piece
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they like "who's that?"
I got the AC on in the Hemi, I'm a cool cat
Flames out the exhaust
Rev it and the fuel spat
Prestige scouse ting
I call that my pool brat
Always wants to know where the
Party with the pools at
I tell her find out where the
Trappers with the jewels at
You can get snatched
This ain't nuttin' like your jewel snaps
So don't slip and get grabbed or
You're goin' to the cruel flat
If Y Dog grabs him
He's dealin' with a cruel chat
Have you wrapped up in duct tape
Flappin' on a stool sat
And if you ain't fam or gang you
Ain't gonna get your food back
2 double burst 9's, that's 4 at a time
If you want it we can duel strap
Gangs got heavy metal like a Mule trap
And if I'm on the phone to Hector
Then you know it's a Mule chat
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
I live this mob life, can't you tell?
Sippin' Aqua Panna
Eating prawns and chicken with the Tagliatell
Big crops to feed and a big
Bag of cats to sell
They tried to fuck with my young
Boy til' I went and
Checked the V man and told him cast a spell
Now hes out in thе field, chin up
Bound to blast a shell
I made thе Opps go hard to soft
We kick back and laugh N' call
Them man there a pasta shell
I used to mix the blues with the
GG and call it glue cheese
Now it's top shelf Cali
In the Cheesecake Factory
Dippin' wings in my blue cheese
Blowin' on a big joint, we don't use Piece
When I pull up in a
Foreign they like "Who's he?"
When I pull up in a foreign it's a movie
Got your main ting lookin' all choosey
Now your gyal's drippin' wet through
Her little Polly two-piece
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they like "who's that?"
I got the AC on in the Hemi, I'm a cool cat
Flames out the exhaust
Rev it and the fuel spat
Prestige scouse ting
I call that my pool brat
Always wants to know where the
Party with the pools at
I tell her find out where the
Trappers with the jewels at
You can get snatched
This ain't nuttin' like your jewel snaps
So don't slip and get grabbed or
You're goin' to the cruel flat
If Y Dog grabs him
He's dealin' with a cruel chat
Have you wrapped up in duct tape
Flappin' on a stool sat
And if you ain't fam or gang you
Ain't gonna get your food back
2 double burst 9's, that's 4 at a time
If you want it we can duel strap
Gangs got heavy metal like a Mule trap
And if I'm on the phone to Hector
Then you know it's a Mule chat
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee
When I pull up they're like "who's that?"
I'm in a Scat pack with a
Cali sack and a fat back
When I pull up they're like "who's he?"
I'm in a big Jeep
Horse power kickin' like Bruce Lee