Bang Bang Freestyle

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Scratchy - Electronic, Rap

Bang Bang Freestyle

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[Intro] Vroom Okay Listen Creeper Volume 1 (Volume) Scratcher Big up Danny Weed (You know me) Big up Wiley Oi turn me up on the mic a quite Big up Breeze, big up Dizzee Or, it's like helping you on the long run Yeah Get run away, try hide (Scratcher) Run away, try hide (Try hide) You won't- Run away, try hide (Warrior charge) Run away, try hide It's all about the vibe now Creeper Trust me, Roll Deep [?] You don't know Big up Riko Big up mixtape entourage right now It's all about Roll Deep It's all about Roll Deep (Warrior charge) They don't even know yet (Keep Roll, Roll, Deep) They don't even know yet They don't even know yet They don't even know yet It's about Roll Deep Okay, listen (Roll Deep) Yeah [Verse 1] Run away, try hide, take a long vacation (Vacation) People who I pay to find out your location (Location) Don't ask Jeeves, I'll switch 'cause you're scared of me People are strapped and they go everywhere with me Where I'm going, I'm bringing the filly with me I'm bring the milli with me (Milli), I'm bringing the weed with me (Weed) Knew where I'm going, I'm bringing the skengs with me (Jacked) I'm bringing the friends with me, I'm bringing the- [Chorus] Hard top? I want a soft top Bill the weed zoot, I don't want no hot rocks Make music, I don't wanna shot rocks Roll strapped now, I don't wanna see cops (Wile house) Sports car, it's gotta be a new shape (New shape) Brand new reg, it's an '03 plate (New plate) Won't sit down, fuck that, stand up (Stand up) Put your blicks down, now put your hands up [Verse 2] Yeah, I don't wanna shot, if I'm shotting, I'm bussing You send shots before you buss one shot (One shot) Without being seen, that's without being heard Without being stopped and searched by one cop And I hear that you're bussing gunshots You talk about straps like you own a gun shop Think that you're heavy cause you're carrying one Glock Can't bury me because you live in the scum block You ain't the weed man, you don't know about dots Deal wheelers? No, you dealed one box Got what I've got, got what I've got I've got weed I can shot, see I'm cold but I'm hot (Cold) Lyrics I can buss, I've got moves I can buss I've got skengs I can buss, I've got friends I can trust I've got bars so we roll, scars I can show I've been through the wars, don't you know? (Yeah) [Chorus] Hard top? I want a soft top Bill the weed zoot, I don't want no hot rocks Make music, I don't wanna shot rocks Roll strapped now, I don't wanna see cops (Yeah) And the sports car, it's gotta be a new shape (New shape) Brand new reg, it's an '03 plate (03) Won't sit down, fuck that, stand up Put your blicks down, now put your hands up (Hands up) [Verse 3] Yeah, I've got a style, you know it's not rap (Rap) I'm like a crocodile, see, I just snap I've got a lot of style, cut no slack (Brap) I've got a shotta style so buss a cap Too many MCs try too hard to be Scratchy Ain't happy, so they get shot in their kneecaps (Caps) Seen 'nuff one of them start to freak out (Freak out) Through the exits that them have to sneak out (Sneak out) No, you ain't like Scratchy Or as catchy as I can be I'll show you that I've got the mandem on lock The weed on lock (Weed), and I've got the girls on lock I'll show you that I've got the streets on lock The beats on lock, got Roll Deep on my top Scratchy on the back, never on my back Scratchy's on his heat, man, Scratchy's rolling deep, man On point, can't fall back (Fall back) Walk forward, I don't wanna walk back Now you're cornered, now you're like "cool, Scratch" (Cool Scratch) And you're sponsored but you're not all that I want a Jacob's, I don't want a fake-obs Bought my own land and I want acres (Acres) So haters, you don't want papers You don't want gun fights, you don't want straightners 'Cause the badman don't use slugs, nope I use my hands and feet, hands (Hands) I don't do hard drugs, nope I just smoke different type weeds, yes (Yes) You can look but you can't touch (Touch) And you can bread, but you can't spud (You can't spud) If you're stepping, you will get your face smudged (Smudged that) Me, I don't like to talk much Listen, yep, nah, not me (Nah) The breh that you're chatting about, that's not me (Never that) Breh that you're going on about ain't me (That's not Scratch) Nah, not me, you can't diss Scratchy D, listen Yeah, this is you This breh that I'm chatting about? This is you The breh that I'm going on about? That's you Yeah, this is you, yep, that's you What's my name? My name's Scratchy (Scratchy) My big bait flows are catchy (Catchy) Right about now, I'm not happy So I'll make your smile look gappy (Gappy) My name's Scratchy and I'm shabby And AKA I'm attacky Yeah, I make this beat sound aggy (Roll Deep) And you know I'm not scared like Shaggy Cause I'm no small dog like Scrappy (Rolling) I'll make your girl's pum baggy Yeah- Lose your life, lose your wife Lose your life, lose your wife (Roll Deep) You don't want me to start, you don't want me to start You don't want me to start warring, warring (Warring, warring) You never should've tried boring, it's boring (Boring, boring) You never should've tried boring, it's boring (Boring, boring) I'm gonna bring the 44 in Or I'll bring the sword in Ching ching, or I'll bring the sword in

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  • Wiley