Pow! (Forward Riddim)
OoooooW
OoooooW
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
OoooooW
OoooooW
YEAH
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
OoooooW
YEAH UH
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
YEAH
YEAH
POW yea im lethal da b
POW if u don't know about me
POW better ask some one quickly
Coz POW
Yea im POW
Yeaow POW
POW yea im lethal da b
POW if u don't know about me
POW better ask some one quickly
Coz POW
Yea im POW
Yeaow POW
Your barking up the wrong tree
There's spotlights on me
Style of the fuma
Howel with da moon
How u gonna bust if there's no room
Waa its da style of da fume
Get the dow
And move style with da fume
Know what a stab
Write in da tune
Dow involed im write in da mood
Ooooooh oooh
Im da riddim im onnn
Spit da lyric bang onnn
Fit d riddim bang onnn
Why your lyrics dema just drag onnnnnn
Its me d kids are mad onnnn
When I clap mike u no its flame onnnn
Better get d game onnnn
2 get d game better cum n bring it onnnnnn
I'll crack your scull
Leave u fucked up in da wheel chair
If u
Try 2 clash this evil breeh
And again
I'll crack your scull
Leave u fucked up in da wheel chair
If u
Try 2 clash this evil breeh
Rude bwoy fi just seckle
Don't let jamakabi ga draw fi d metal
Not d gun
Me draw for d belt buckle
I mek a bigga boy feel say im likkle
Just swing my belt roun like a num chukal
Bus u head
N mek your head n mek you blood start trickle
1 more like
Fi mek d pussy hole tumble
Great d breh with a fiss ful of knucle
Kila kila
Real real
Niggas know d deal deal
Don't care how u feel
I wil b cocking back my steel
Strait
Bullets bullets
Run run
Fire fire
Bun bun
If u don't like killa killa
U can suck your mom
U can suck your mom
Fi start bun bun a mc
Mf bun a batty boy mc
Pik up my hour distrispect me
Man a ga step ina him face with my new nikies
16 bar
16 skar
16 noog shot in a ya raas
Man a
Toppa toppa n na kiss naar raas
Better hide
Me a bun dem boy
Bun grass
Me have a thing called desert eagle
Mek me think evil
N waan fi kill people
Yo
Secon gun is a take nice
U cut a lie
Me a gan take ya life fool
U wna cum n bare u tool
Dat not da write tool
Thats just any tool
Alrite prik ill knok u on da beat
Im gun gun it clean
U don't really want to beef
Any way
I told u already we naa play
Spray da swag mc write away
His chatin ****
Bout his got a AK
Armhouse come down
N bow runs away
Its 2 double 0 4
Niggas don't play
Streets all mine
Make u false I will stay
U soud so gay
Im gona call you fake
Don't care your crew
Bun dem any day
Your don't wanna bring house
Ill bring armse house to your mams house
You don't wanna bring no beef
Bring some beeaf and loose some teeth
And again
Your don't wanna bring house
Ill bring armse hous to your mams house
You don't wanna bring no beef
Brin some beeaf and loose some teeth
You got a gun trol
Shoot it
Youl say it bounce so
Shootit
Wan a wachun for a yute
Shoot it
No one needs to show u how to hold a gun
Shoot it
Shoot it
Shoot it
U na shoot it if u na truut it
U muff u better mute it
If u na mute it
Da gluv cum ga mute it
Put it in ya mouth like a tooth pick
Its to late no shoot it
2 2 shoot it
Aye mem shoot it
9 mil shoot it
Mak 10 shoot it
Mak 11 shoot it
12 gate shoot it
Inch 12 a shoot it
Revelton shoot it
44 shoot it
45 shoot it
Spoil min shoot it
Tommy gun shoot it
Liyamal shoot it
Klashnikoff shoot it
Ak shoot it
Gatlin shoot it
POWWW POWWW
OooooW
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
DA BIZZLE
(yeah) 2004
(yeah) EAST LONDONS FINEST
YEAAAAAH
YEAH
YOU NEED 2 KNOW
OoooooW
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
OoooooW
OoooooW
YEAH
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
OoooooW
YEAH UH
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
YEAH
YEAH
POW yea im lethal da b
POW if u don't know about me
POW better ask some one quickly
Coz POW
Yea im POW
Yeaow POW
POW yea im lethal da b
POW if u don't know about me
POW better ask some one quickly
Coz POW
Yea im POW
Yeaow POW
Your barking up the wrong tree
There's spotlights on me
Style of the fuma
Howel with da moon
How u gonna bust if there's no room
Waa its da style of da fume
Get the dow
And move style with da fume
Know what a stab
Write in da tune
Dow involed im write in da mood
Ooooooh oooh
Im da riddim im onnn
Spit da lyric bang onnn
Fit d riddim bang onnn
Why your lyrics dema just drag onnnnnn
Its me d kids are mad onnnn
When I clap mike u no its flame onnnn
Better get d game onnnn
2 get d game better cum n bring it onnnnnn
I'll crack your scull
Leave u fucked up in da wheel chair
If u
Try 2 clash this evil breeh
And again
I'll crack your scull
Leave u fucked up in da wheel chair
If u
Try 2 clash this evil breeh
Rude bwoy fi just seckle
Don't let jamakabi ga draw fi d metal
Not d gun
Me draw for d belt buckle
I mek a bigga boy feel say im likkle
Just swing my belt roun like a num chukal
Bus u head
N mek your head n mek you blood start trickle
1 more like
Fi mek d pussy hole tumble
Great d breh with a fiss ful of knucle
Kila kila
Real real
Niggas know d deal deal
Don't care how u feel
I wil b cocking back my steel
Strait
Bullets bullets
Run run
Fire fire
Bun bun
If u don't like killa killa
U can suck your mom
U can suck your mom
Fi start bun bun a mc
Mf bun a batty boy mc
Pik up my hour distrispect me
Man a ga step ina him face with my new nikies
16 bar
16 skar
16 noog shot in a ya raas
Man a
Toppa toppa n na kiss naar raas
Better hide
Me a bun dem boy
Bun grass
Me have a thing called desert eagle
Mek me think evil
N waan fi kill people
Yo
Secon gun is a take nice
U cut a lie
Me a gan take ya life fool
U wna cum n bare u tool
Dat not da write tool
Thats just any tool
Alrite prik ill knok u on da beat
Im gun gun it clean
U don't really want to beef
Any way
I told u already we naa play
Spray da swag mc write away
His chatin ****
Bout his got a AK
Armhouse come down
N bow runs away
Its 2 double 0 4
Niggas don't play
Streets all mine
Make u false I will stay
U soud so gay
Im gona call you fake
Don't care your crew
Bun dem any day
Your don't wanna bring house
Ill bring armse house to your mams house
You don't wanna bring no beef
Bring some beeaf and loose some teeth
And again
Your don't wanna bring house
Ill bring armse hous to your mams house
You don't wanna bring no beef
Brin some beeaf and loose some teeth
You got a gun trol
Shoot it
Youl say it bounce so
Shootit
Wan a wachun for a yute
Shoot it
No one needs to show u how to hold a gun
Shoot it
Shoot it
Shoot it
U na shoot it if u na truut it
U muff u better mute it
If u na mute it
Da gluv cum ga mute it
Put it in ya mouth like a tooth pick
Its to late no shoot it
2 2 shoot it
Aye mem shoot it
9 mil shoot it
Mak 10 shoot it
Mak 11 shoot it
12 gate shoot it
Inch 12 a shoot it
Revelton shoot it
44 shoot it
45 shoot it
Spoil min shoot it
Tommy gun shoot it
Liyamal shoot it
Klashnikoff shoot it
Ak shoot it
Gatlin shoot it
POWWW POWWW
OooooW
It's Lethal Da Bizzle Records
DA BIZZLE
(yeah) 2004
(yeah) EAST LONDONS FINEST
YEAAAAAH
YEAH
YOU NEED 2 KNOW
Credits
Writer(s): Dean James Harriott, Darren Jason Dixon, Maxwell Ansah, Mark Veira, Tony Skerritt, Elliot Amoakhoh, John Dean Barrett, Osmond Dwyght Bowes, Jermaine Orlando Coombs, Casim Alwyn Scott, Nicholas Thomas
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