| Oi rudey
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| Oi rudeboy
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| Oi, oi we don’t believe you fam
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| No one believes you cuz
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| It’s Big Fris, Skepta
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| Back 2 Da Lab Volume One (yo cuz)
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| And all the long talking’s done
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| Oi rudeboy
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| When I MC I spit fact not fiction
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| Kill off any wasteman no restriction
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| So if the bar sounds like it’s for you
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| That’s because you fit in the wasteman description
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| I can walk on foot from shanktown to black boy lane
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| Everybody stays safe man
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| I’m not a top mash I ain’t blazed man
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| But I’m a skeng daddy for them wasteman
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| So keep bussing your sly little jokes
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| You must think I ain’t onto the madness
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| Sorry mum pardon my language
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| But this guy needs to eat one pussyclart gunshot sandwich
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| Done a MC quick
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| Can’t compare their crew to my clique
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| When I make a tune it’s totally sick
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| How can I clash this up and coming piece of shit
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| You think you’re the best I’m better
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| You’re just a qualified MC bredder
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| Your flows are stolen
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| That’s why mine are fresher word for word letter by letter
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| T H E S E M C S, chat a lot of BS
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| Oh yeah PS he said that he’ll spray anybody in the face
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| While you and I know he’s talking about CS
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| Oi rudeboy. |
| stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy. |
| stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy, stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy, stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy
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| And you can’t fuck with the team
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| Nah blud kill a guy with a sixteen
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| 'Nuff big bars plenty in my team
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| Cuz there’s bare showerman MCs in my team
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| So sekkle down you ain’t got anything on my team
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| Think you’re bad say something on my team
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| Look you’ll get something in your beam
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| Never once seen your face in N15
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| So cool off and pop the tool off
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| Take the jewel off and laugh in your face
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| You don’t wanna see me get dark in the place
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| I’m with man that will make shots spark in the place
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| Man better cool better calm in the place
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| Diss me and you won’t get far in the race
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| Frisco’s a fully grown man
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| You’re just a likkle waste
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| I will box MCs in the face
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| Man better cool better calm better chill
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| I don’t wanna slap an MC in the face
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| But you will get a back hand in the grill
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| I’m a big boy you’re a likkle man still
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| So allow all the tough talk that’s not you
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| My mans a bad boy that’s not true
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| Don’t fool me not one bit
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| We ain’t amused stop chatting to the boys in blue
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| Oi rudeboy. |
| stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy. |
| stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy, stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy, stop talking we don’t believe you, stop talking
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| Oi rudeboy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Don't Believe You , by - Frisco. Song from the album Back 2 da Lab Compilation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп