Lethal Bizzle – Pow lyrics

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 2004 Yeah Yeah Pow yea I'm lethal da b Pow if u don't know about me Pow better ask someone quickly Coz pow Yea I'm pow Yeaow pow Pow yea I'm lethal da b Pow if u don't know about me Pow better ask someone quickly Coz pow Yea I'm pow Yeaow pow Youre 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 dough And move style with da fume Know what a stab Write in da tune Dow involed I'm write in da mood Ooooooh oooh I'm da riddim I'm onnn Spit da lyric bang onnn Fit di 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 f*cked 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 I'm 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 lik 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 will b cocking back my steel Straight Bullets bullets Run run Fire fire Bun If u don't like killa killa Nigga u can suck your mom Fi start bun bun a mc Bun fiyah pon 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 a likkle small raas Better hide Me a bun dem boy A bun grass Me have a thing called desert eagle Mek me think evil N waan fi kill people Yo Secon gun is a get nice U cut a lie Me a gan take ya life fool U wna cum n bare u tool Dat not da write tool That's just any tool Alrite prik ill knok u on da beat I'm 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 He's chatin shit Bout he's 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 I'm gona call you fake Don't care your crew Bun dem any day Your don't wanna bring arms out Ill bring armse house to your mams house You don't wanna bring no beef Bring some beef you'll loose some teeth And again Your don't wanna bring arms out Ill bring armse house 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 Explain Request ×

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