Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Ya Mouf, artist - Dizzee Rascal.
Date of issue: 20.07.2023
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold Ya Mouf |
Get me |
We got a lot to talk bout |
Raskit, Godsgift |
Oi yo |
What you do will come back to you |
What you do will come back to you |
What you do will come back to you |
What you do will come back to you |
What you do will come back to you |
What you do will come back |
Hold your mout' (hold your mout') |
Raskit dont give a shit (i mean) |
Aint concerned, aint worried, dont mind |
But you should watch your lip (i mean) |
If you keep chattin in a hurry you’ll find |
The bottom of a 6 foot pit (i mean) |
Dont care what creed, colour or kind |
Bullets’ll make you sit (i mean) |
Make you relax, lay-down, unwind |
Raskit dont give a damn (i mean) |
Aint that bothered not much, dont care |
Catch me if you can (i mean) |
Its possible you will get hit with a chair |
Talk like your the man (i mean) |
If you want beef you’ll get a fair share |
Dizzee got a masterplan (i mean) |
I’m a problem for Antony Blair |
Raskit dont have a bar (i mean) |
Dont have it from him, her or dem |
I’ll make a rudeboy say rarr (i mean) |
With or without the use of a skeng |
Remove you from your car (i mean) |
Got a temper, its big like ben |
And i dont care who you are (i mean) |
Move to your boys, i’ll move to your men |
Raskit dont waste time (i mean) |
Dont hesitate, dont pet, dont ramp |
.22, .38, .9 (i mean) |
These digits’ll leave you stiff like cramp |
You wanna test? |
thats fine (i mean) |
You couldnt take Dizzee Rascal for a tramp |
If you cross my line (i mean) |
I’ll leave you colourful, dazed and damp |
I dont want beef today |
Its not arms today |
Lets keep it calm today |
Lets be friends |
I dont wanna write today |
Lets not fight today |
I feel alright today |
Lets be friends |
You’ve got a problem blud? |
Lets solve it blud |
Gats and bora’s blud |
Hold your mout' |
Yo, it dont make no sense to me |
Why fella’s dont wanna act sensibly |
You better re-check your identity |
You better re-check how you speak |
You dont make no sense to me |
If i switch i wont act sensibly |
I’ll make you care intensively |
You’ll be in a coma for a week |
And i really cant come to grips |
With how these fellas act just like chicks |
But now i retaliate with clips |
And now i retaliate with force |
You should come to grips |
With how you really should watch your lips |
You better know we’re some lunatics |
And that we retaliate, of course |
You dont wanna feel the heat from muh (click click) |
I roll deep wi' muh (click click) |
I’m always on the street wi' muh (click click) |
I eat wi' muh (click click) |
I sleep wi' muh (click click) |
And i can put you 6 foot deep wi' muh (click click) |
Chat shit you get beat wi' muh (click click) |
Roll straight sound be the street wi' muh (click click) |
Try if im never on my feet wi' muh (click click) |
I’m only on my feet when i bus' heat (gunshots) |
And you just ran outta luck wi' muh (click click) |
Say your gonna get fucked up wi' muh (click click) |
Gunshots leave bodies bruk wi 'muh (click click) |
And i can make the whole place duck wi' muh (click click) |
If you dont wanna get stuck wi' muh (click click) |
Dont wanna get out the truck wi' muh (click click) |
Cause you’ll get jacked and gun-but wi' muh (click click) |
And i’ll leave your whole jaw bruk wi' muh (click click click click) |