Proper Production

Lyrics

[Intro] DJ Ironik on the keys (Yeah) Myself Castro (CAS) or C from T It's whatever you want to call me Proper P, that's my clique I'm repping 2005, North London, N17, Tottenham Doing it [Verse 1] Move coke from Chesham to Chester No joke, got clients in Leicester We make dough like Alliance & Leicester Had food since the first semester Back when you thought Rock was a wrestler I was on your block in a Fiesta You still trying to lick off a Vespa But I was licking off half bars, no less'r Mess up your night, polyester When shots fly out my Smith & Wesson Defend my team like Nesta With a 9 millimetre, no less'r You spray youths like a Boots tester First time, head shots, there's no tester Show no fear like a protester Nigga I'm grotesque [Chorus] It's Castro nigga I'm on beef like Bisto nigga Make hits clearer than crystal nigga Wanna war me? Bring a pistol nigga I will shoot you down, I'm Castro nigga I'm on beef like Bisto nigga Make hits clearer than crystal nigga Wanna war me? Bring a pistol nigga I will shoot you down [Verse 2] I saw you and your chick at the UCI So I ran up on you with the uzi, alright Get in the fucking car, or she'll be the first person that you see die Better be strapped when you see I Because enemy stake, you might lose your eye Remember I phoned you, I told you to wear your vest now you see why If you are strapped when you see I You better pray that your gun don't jam You don't want to be in that jam Your body parts get spread like jam I'll run up in the rave that's rammed Then choose this moment, to let you all know who the fuck I am Ambulance is outside but they never came through like AC scam [Chorus] We're from T We're called Proper P We own property We rep Tottenham like Gary Doherty Spit philosophy like Socrates Proper P Onto the beef like hockey teams Way dirtier than mucky jeans Or mucky hands It's going to be mucky when Bucky lands [Verse 3] I'm C, from T I rep PP since BC No dough in my HSBC Not the CC or the TT I push BMX like the ET Got more numbers than BT Sucking on titties I'm a gallis but no I'm not a sweetie Breast specialist, eat breasts but I don't eat breasts unless it's meaty Nigga I ain't talking KFC We're talking about D cups and E's b Need a wonder bra, I don't need you Shit's under par, I don't need you There's no way I can feed you Unless you want dick, in that case it's all you can eat I'm C So what do you want it with C for? Got a full clip, what do you want it with C for? When I blow up your whip with C4 You'll wonder why you went to war with C for Raid studio for your g for And sell that same day for a g four No less, no more I don't do moves for a G or less no more Na, na, na, na, I'm not any guy Tottenham man, we hot any guy I don't wanna talk, I ain't got any time So I dub shots in your lot, twenty nine With a magnum, dot twenty nine On the top deck of the twenty nine Can't slew me with that any nine Na, na my youth that's just any nine Imagine if I let the thirty eight bus And I saw you downstairs on the thirty eight bus I don't kill, the thirty eight does If you gonna grill, grill thirty eight cuz Imagine if I let the thirty eight bus And I saw you downstairs on the thirty eight bus I don't kill, the thirty eight does If you gonna grill, grill thirty eight cuz [Outro] And that name again, Castro Proper P, 2005 They never saw us coming blud