Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Salute Me , by - Ghetts. Release date: 10.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Salute Me |
| Yeah, salute me |
| General status, you’re men are all majors |
| So much higher in the ranks |
| I buss one, buss two, buss three |
| Why? |
| I’m tied to my shank |
| And I ain’t firing blanks so |
| I buss four, buss five, buss six |
| Or, I’m hiring a tank |
| You ain’t got a dime in the bank |
| It’s not funny, wars cost money |
| You need funding? |
| I know one thing |
| Me, I got enough to get the gun tings |
| So who run tings? |
| I’ll be in your house when your mum’s in |
| And if your kid’s there too |
| Oh, well, them man will kidnap the little munchkin |
| Don’t salute the warriors |
| We let them niggas warriors |
| five with us |
| I’m on an on-sight vibe |
| Head-top ting |
| Point blank five |
| Kill a man before he reach for his side |
| Two shots, one in his head |
| One in his chest, bang |
| Trust me, he won’t come out alive |
| Forgive me if I buss mine or |
| Mum’s life I got a sawn-off |
| One shot will take your ear and your jaw off |
| Dun know |
| Cock back, blow your door off |
| Boss, general status |
| One loose strap will have your whole body shaking |
| I got a five star rating |
| I’ll run up in your bits, two guns up, blazing |
| Lick down anyone that stands while I’m aiming |
| Don’t care what I’m facing |
| You better stutter if you see my handgun raising |
| Don’t salute the warriors |
| We let them niggas warriors |
| five with us |
| Every MC’s got a gun bar |
| Not every MC’s got a gun |
| But me, I’m strapped like your mum’s bra |
| So, every MC’s gotta run |
| And I got a knife that’s dumb sharp |
| And every MC’s got a tongue |
| So, I tell 'em, «talk up», when I come past |
| But when they wanna befriend me when I come |
| But I don’t wanna be friends |
| I’d rather have beef with them |
| These boys wanna be men |
| So, I’ma meat cleaver them |
| Weekday or on a weekend |
| Me and my machine ain’t heat seeking them |
| Now man are In at the Deep End |
| Because I’m Rolling Deep again |
| Don’t salute the warriors |
| We let them niggas warriors |
| five with us |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |
| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |