"La Huk" lyrics
Crud
Muad
Woo
Real bad boy from Ealing (From there)
Gyaldem love all my hair, feel curly (Too sweet)
Sweet one tryna have my baby
Girl say that my pendant's wavy
Forgot my ring, clippin' my AP
Any low lifes, bet a man go crazy (Bussy)
The back of my ex is brazy, free up my legs like Russ can take me
Can't wait till I catch them
Pistol packin', show man action (Bullet)
Spent a hundred racks in 'Hattan
Fuck with a thot, come see the pattern
Got fake love when I started rappin' (Fake)
Hate all the opps with a passion
Before rap man jump out splash him
More time now, gang skip on crashing (Bullet)
Got a new pendant, could've bought a mortgage
Talk bout band and shit gets awkward
Old school days, big Russ been a coke king
If you got a issue, bro come sort it
Thirty five bags on my left hand
Yasmin's leng, but she fucks with them man
Such a shame, if they get touched we get the blade (Me)
Need more band, fuck fame
Blog pages love chatting man's name
[?]
- got bun, that's fully our aim (Bullet)
No Iphone, opp block, let's lurk
Lean on them if I ain't at work (Bullet)
Get 'round in a nineteen plate merc
Russ with the WAP's, been bad from birth (Woo, from young)
Sweet, sweet one, man's preein'
Tryna put pipe in someone's BM (Tek it)
I'm shocked by the things I'm seeing
Shh got bored and the yutes still speaking
Tweakin', tryna leave them man leakin'
Even, never that beef get seasoned (Tek that)
Eating any man's gyal, she's cheating
Preeing cat 'fore a rockstar cheating (She know)
But this track, man need six WAP's, try to lift head back (Bullet)
Show them boy 'bout violence, skrrt no license, hit 'em with a python (Shatai)
No violation, slidin'
I got love for skengs and ridin'
Trish got bored, but them man love lying
Ain't got a M, but of course man's trying (Woo)
Muad
Woo
Real bad boy from Ealing (From there)
Gyaldem love all my hair, feel curly (Too sweet)
Sweet one tryna have my baby
Girl say that my pendant's wavy
Forgot my ring, clippin' my AP
Any low lifes, bet a man go crazy (Bussy)
The back of my ex is brazy, free up my legs like Russ can take me
Can't wait till I catch them
Pistol packin', show man action (Bullet)
Spent a hundred racks in 'Hattan
Fuck with a thot, come see the pattern
Got fake love when I started rappin' (Fake)
Hate all the opps with a passion
Before rap man jump out splash him
More time now, gang skip on crashing (Bullet)
Got a new pendant, could've bought a mortgage
Talk bout band and shit gets awkward
Old school days, big Russ been a coke king
If you got a issue, bro come sort it
Thirty five bags on my left hand
Yasmin's leng, but she fucks with them man
Such a shame, if they get touched we get the blade (Me)
Need more band, fuck fame
Blog pages love chatting man's name
[?]
- got bun, that's fully our aim (Bullet)
No Iphone, opp block, let's lurk
Lean on them if I ain't at work (Bullet)
Get 'round in a nineteen plate merc
Russ with the WAP's, been bad from birth (Woo, from young)
Sweet, sweet one, man's preein'
Tryna put pipe in someone's BM (Tek it)
I'm shocked by the things I'm seeing
Shh got bored and the yutes still speaking
Tweakin', tryna leave them man leakin'
Even, never that beef get seasoned (Tek that)
Eating any man's gyal, she's cheating
Preeing cat 'fore a rockstar cheating (She know)
But this track, man need six WAP's, try to lift head back (Bullet)
Show them boy 'bout violence, skrrt no license, hit 'em with a python (Shatai)
No violation, slidin'
I got love for skengs and ridin'
Trish got bored, but them man love lying
Ain't got a M, but of course man's trying (Woo)
