"Real G's Say Please" lyrics
(feat. Fox)
[Mazza_l20:]
They're saying I'm the hardest
I've got bullets in my body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shot guns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
I know a man who got released by the Queen got pardoned
Adam and Eve with a seed in the garden
The Docks not garden of Eden
Coz the police got us pleading for bargains
They put me in a cell I was freezing
No canteen I was starving
I paint pictures believe I'm an artist
Gunshot made me bleed on the carpet
But still I got raised with manners
Real G's say please not pardon
Been through the rain I got soaked in the downpour
Out with the mop fuck the opps zoom out four
Out with a mask and a spinner like an outlaw
I got a double figure sentence in crown court
But still I push buttons like soundboards
PP shit I just wish I was around more
Free wolfy headshot in Southport
Got him boxed in on the wing like a southpaw
Free the boys from Walton to Whitemore
Mate got life that's the reason I write for
Tryna get a clean slate like a whiteboard
Tryna get a clean slate like a whiteboard
Fuck your honour, your honour I won't plead
Bro got life he probably won't leave
And they say there's no honour amongst thieves
Three of us, it's a lick, we're splitting it in threes
But where's all the man I made plans with, got bands with, split grands with
We're playing with BB guns fuck a sandpit
Seen people get robbed like a bandit
Then I got nicked, went jail and remanded
High risk cells on me own I was stranded
First night with a spike had to sharpen and sand it
Know what it's like but me life's been a madness
My man gave me his number, I rang it
Found out it was me then he blanked it
Wankers, gonna get ate like a sandwich
15 years old when I banged him
Banged it, straps get banged not brandished
OCGs for the gangs that I ran with
Me and Ste G give a fuck about gang shit
Fuck your gang rid and the ones that you stand with
It's not safe when we know where your nan lives
Mum said that she wanna have grandkids
I've got a woman I can love and hold hands with
Dance with, go on a holiday to France with
I was in a cell every cheer me and Fran did
Standard, still spit fire like Katniss
Still gotta be on point like a cactus
Madness, summertime, summertime sadness
But they're saying that I'm heartless
I've got bullets in me body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shotguns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
Real G's say please not pardon
Real G's say please
[Fox:]
Ayo, I never really wanted to be a gangster much but I sorta fell in love with the lifestyle (lust)
It was all cunch lines tryna dodge one time but then I caught a bird it was a long time
Came home hit the clubs all I wanted was a one, when that chick said she love me, she not mine
In and out of cells you were not there, think we give a fuck about your Moncler?
One phone call get her one pop drop there, Call up Donnie from her star dog box, yeah
If we didn't feel it mean we get paid, in the streets getting money till it got baked
Talk on my name that's a risk like hot shades
Rip all the mandem that got graved
Real G's don't say pardon but say please and thanks because we're clean hearted
[Mazza_l20:]
But they're saying that I'm heartless
I've got bullets in me body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shotguns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
They're saying I'm the hardest
I've got bullets in my body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shot guns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
I know a man who got released by the Queen got pardoned
Adam and Eve with a seed in the garden
The Docks not garden of Eden
Coz the police got us pleading for bargains
They put me in a cell I was freezing
No canteen I was starving
I paint pictures believe I'm an artist
Gunshot made me bleed on the carpet
But still I got raised with manners
Real G's say please not pardon
Been through the rain I got soaked in the downpour
Out with the mop fuck the opps zoom out four
Out with a mask and a spinner like an outlaw
I got a double figure sentence in crown court
But still I push buttons like soundboards
PP shit I just wish I was around more
Free wolfy headshot in Southport
Got him boxed in on the wing like a southpaw
Free the boys from Walton to Whitemore
Mate got life that's the reason I write for
Tryna get a clean slate like a whiteboard
Tryna get a clean slate like a whiteboard
Fuck your honour, your honour I won't plead
Bro got life he probably won't leave
And they say there's no honour amongst thieves
Three of us, it's a lick, we're splitting it in threes
But where's all the man I made plans with, got bands with, split grands with
We're playing with BB guns fuck a sandpit
Seen people get robbed like a bandit
Then I got nicked, went jail and remanded
High risk cells on me own I was stranded
First night with a spike had to sharpen and sand it
Know what it's like but me life's been a madness
My man gave me his number, I rang it
Found out it was me then he blanked it
Wankers, gonna get ate like a sandwich
15 years old when I banged him
Banged it, straps get banged not brandished
OCGs for the gangs that I ran with
Me and Ste G give a fuck about gang shit
Fuck your gang rid and the ones that you stand with
It's not safe when we know where your nan lives
Mum said that she wanna have grandkids
I've got a woman I can love and hold hands with
Dance with, go on a holiday to France with
I was in a cell every cheer me and Fran did
Standard, still spit fire like Katniss
Still gotta be on point like a cactus
Madness, summertime, summertime sadness
But they're saying that I'm heartless
I've got bullets in me body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shotguns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
Real G's say please not pardon
Real G's say please
[Fox:]
Ayo, I never really wanted to be a gangster much but I sorta fell in love with the lifestyle (lust)
It was all cunch lines tryna dodge one time but then I caught a bird it was a long time
Came home hit the clubs all I wanted was a one, when that chick said she love me, she not mine
In and out of cells you were not there, think we give a fuck about your Moncler?
One phone call get her one pop drop there, Call up Donnie from her star dog box, yeah
If we didn't feel it mean we get paid, in the streets getting money till it got baked
Talk on my name that's a risk like hot shades
Rip all the mandem that got graved
Real G's don't say pardon but say please and thanks because we're clean hearted
[Mazza_l20:]
But they're saying that I'm heartless
I've got bullets in me body like targets
Liverpool City I'm the hardest
Where we use shotguns like farmers
Keep the machines by the leaves in the garden
Real G's say please not pardon
