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N-Dubz – Love For My Slum lyrics
She would have me to herself she didn't want nobody else but I see that was at the time
I've never had love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I aint gona lie mama tried the best to bring me up right guess it never worked she cries
I was always involved in crime from the age of 9 music got me kind of famous now they want a
Piece of pie blud I'm blowin up the scene duno where my bed is smoke so much weed I duno
Where my head is I mite have fame but I'm stil low on credit management of my mune
Tell me where my bred is I come across alot of rich people who die to be thugs I don't
Understand there very very loved dey don't wake up in the morning to c man piepin dubs
You av 2 worry about them goons with the 38 snubs you got to much to lose ur in a great position
How can you be hood if ur hole frikin flat is smalla dan ur kitchen you wudnt last a minit
Where I'm from u'd go missin so apreciate wot uve got coz with that I'm stil wishin
Brap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I aint gona lie I make broke luk gud I'm tryna get by you shud neva ask me y I smoke 2 ma lips spliff
Dey always send me dry to stop movin like a criminal is what I try but you live by the roads
By the roadside you die in every situation make man humble like pie I've never had love for the feds
Coz dey don't giv man abli they holdin man unda arest takin time outa my life
Once times taken time can't take back were frm a place where its all b an c cats
Some real most ejats tryin ard 2 c dat [?] I get love on da road I got feed back
I neva had it but I'm takin the scene back [?] neva ad it for long trust me dey need dat
Push ya and up in the air makin be dat
Brap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
Til the day that I die nanani come along hows ya day wot ya wont sayin mo I'm livin rong
I'm in the stuuds makin moves I'm on the roads (cut out) eiva way were makin paper
Makin paper D. A. P's I'm mista baker you wont get us on ya stage unless its 5 billz ov rova
Nokin doors like ya c us like a witness from johova so weres da ip lola I shuda bort her ova
So??? All ma mendem are drk were on east like were sharks [?]
Ill make you shit ya pants getin stuk wiv food in ya car so I sugest you listen close trust you
Cud b a star wot dya fink dya stil wona live like me and him you make me sik you tlk gun tlk
You aint even sin the stik don't b upset y dya avta cry nanani til the day that we die
Braaap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I'm afraid its all you geting gud nyt god bless an wen you wake up in the mornin try not 2 be
Stressd I wish I had wot you ad I ant got my lifes a mess so b fankful in ur situation
Stop actin like a pest! [x2]
I've never had love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I aint gona lie mama tried the best to bring me up right guess it never worked she cries
I was always involved in crime from the age of 9 music got me kind of famous now they want a
Piece of pie blud I'm blowin up the scene duno where my bed is smoke so much weed I duno
Where my head is I mite have fame but I'm stil low on credit management of my mune
Tell me where my bred is I come across alot of rich people who die to be thugs I don't
Understand there very very loved dey don't wake up in the morning to c man piepin dubs
You av 2 worry about them goons with the 38 snubs you got to much to lose ur in a great position
How can you be hood if ur hole frikin flat is smalla dan ur kitchen you wudnt last a minit
Where I'm from u'd go missin so apreciate wot uve got coz with that I'm stil wishin
Brap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I aint gona lie I make broke luk gud I'm tryna get by you shud neva ask me y I smoke 2 ma lips spliff
Dey always send me dry to stop movin like a criminal is what I try but you live by the roads
By the roadside you die in every situation make man humble like pie I've never had love for the feds
Coz dey don't giv man abli they holdin man unda arest takin time outa my life
Once times taken time can't take back were frm a place where its all b an c cats
Some real most ejats tryin ard 2 c dat [?] I get love on da road I got feed back
I neva had it but I'm takin the scene back [?] neva ad it for long trust me dey need dat
Push ya and up in the air makin be dat
Brap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
Til the day that I die nanani come along hows ya day wot ya wont sayin mo I'm livin rong
I'm in the stuuds makin moves I'm on the roads (cut out) eiva way were makin paper
Makin paper D. A. P's I'm mista baker you wont get us on ya stage unless its 5 billz ov rova
Nokin doors like ya c us like a witness from johova so weres da ip lola I shuda bort her ova
So??? All ma mendem are drk were on east like were sharks [?]
Ill make you shit ya pants getin stuk wiv food in ya car so I sugest you listen close trust you
Cud b a star wot dya fink dya stil wona live like me and him you make me sik you tlk gun tlk
You aint even sin the stik don't b upset y dya avta cry nanani til the day that we die
Braaap
I've neva ad love for the feds but I've always had love for my slum
I'm adicted to these streets like a mum is to her kids in the slum put ur hands up brap
Its whatever that used to come that easy and slide my wayy I duno how I did it but
Id carry on til I die that a
I'm afraid its all you geting gud nyt god bless an wen you wake up in the mornin try not 2 be
Stressd I wish I had wot you ad I ant got my lifes a mess so b fankful in ur situation
Stop actin like a pest! [x2]
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