"Salah" lyrics
Booter Bee & 36 Lyrics
Anyone that I see we're stopping the car
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Who don't hear will learn
Told the driver to take that turn
Two sticks up in a 19 plate with a G19 that I bought off the Turks
I stabbed up both their bosses, I don't know which one got it the worst
I slapped at paigon barbies, I seen ten paigons run and disperse
B1, I got shooting habits
I got Rolex, money and hammers
I got Cuban links and badderz
I got shooters dodging the cameras
Get the drop it was us that slapped it
Double tap that 12, then vanish
I taped that road with 1 in the —
Shot — in the dome, then slapped at —
Six in the spin, go circle the —
Four in the pump, bro slapped off three
I taped that street when I chinged up —
One in the head if my head goes left
I'll take that right, bullet your guy
Free the members locked down
Free JD, Jugga and Slim
From the ends to the — we're bullying guys
I'm a F Block vet, still nothing ain't changed
Still in the ride, two in the dotty
I'll pop that door and pellet the place
I don't wanna hear about headshot —
Headshot — got cheffed in the face
— got cheffed and left on the pave
Little man died, he was only a baby
— got slapped, it wasn't a graze
Anyone that I see we're stopping the car
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Spark that candle, spinner it turns
Bine for the man there, say one word
I'm screaming hammers, I sound like Bernz
I shot up the — I taped off —
I shot up the block, I slapped at —
And sat in my house and smiled like Walkz
— got napped and took to his house
He told his mum, all his friends from school
— got chinged on Fern
— got yucked and his bredrins legged it
Doctors backed him, life ain't fair
— got caught on a date with his girl
If she didn't run, would have bullet his bird
Akh was there, but he gave me the stick
I had two hand tings on hit
And tapped with the new gen, course I'm hip
Spark that spinner like — like — like —
That's cowboy tricks
It's been few months I ain't letted of corn
I'm getting withdrawals, fingers stiff
I make leng ones start act shy
And I got bad ones telling me things
I move dumb when I'm drunk
I'll say things like you're having my kids
There's no point spinning the —
The man inside don't chill on their strip
— got caught and painted chalk
Free up Akh, what he did on the strip
I don't know these new plates
G-check anyone I see on the strip
Lemme show you the dance that the gunman do when they fire the ting
Anyone that I see we're stopping the car
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Who don't hear will learn
Told the driver to take that turn
Two sticks up in a 19 plate with a G19 that I bought off the Turks
I stabbed up both their bosses, I don't know which one got it the worst
I slapped at paigon barbies, I seen ten paigons run and disperse
B1, I got shooting habits
I got Rolex, money and hammers
I got Cuban links and badderz
I got shooters dodging the cameras
Get the drop it was us that slapped it
Double tap that 12, then vanish
I taped that road with 1 in the —
Shot — in the dome, then slapped at —
Six in the spin, go circle the —
Four in the pump, bro slapped off three
I taped that street when I chinged up —
One in the head if my head goes left
I'll take that right, bullet your guy
Free the members locked down
Free JD, Jugga and Slim
From the ends to the — we're bullying guys
I'm a F Block vet, still nothing ain't changed
Still in the ride, two in the dotty
I'll pop that door and pellet the place
I don't wanna hear about headshot —
Headshot — got cheffed in the face
— got cheffed and left on the pave
Little man died, he was only a baby
— got slapped, it wasn't a graze
Anyone that I see we're stopping the car
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Spark that candle, spinner it turns
Bine for the man there, say one word
I'm screaming hammers, I sound like Bernz
I shot up the — I taped off —
I shot up the block, I slapped at —
And sat in my house and smiled like Walkz
— got napped and took to his house
He told his mum, all his friends from school
— got chinged on Fern
— got yucked and his bredrins legged it
Doctors backed him, life ain't fair
— got caught on a date with his girl
If she didn't run, would have bullet his bird
Akh was there, but he gave me the stick
I had two hand tings on hit
And tapped with the new gen, course I'm hip
Spark that spinner like — like — like —
That's cowboy tricks
It's been few months I ain't letted of corn
I'm getting withdrawals, fingers stiff
I make leng ones start act shy
And I got bad ones telling me things
I move dumb when I'm drunk
I'll say things like you're having my kids
There's no point spinning the —
The man inside don't chill on their strip
— got caught and painted chalk
Free up Akh, what he did on the strip
I don't know these new plates
G-check anyone I see on the strip
Lemme show you the dance that the gunman do when they fire the ting
Anyone that I see we're stopping the car
Should have been praying, but I was out preying
And — got shot at the end of Salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up —
How many man got wrapped by the dargs
Broad day gang still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got — by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
