Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rude Boy, artist - Ghetts. Album song Rebel with a Cause, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.03.2014
Record label: Disrupt
Song language: English
Rude Boy |
| I’ve been through hell and back, selling crack in these depressing flats |
| With a weapon that were cheap, because the deaded man would ease |
| I remember back then even though my memory’s bad |
| I ain’t forgetting that |
| Dat all on my Reeboks, cocoa and that cheap pot |
| Popo don’t wanna ease up, I’m a no-showing police snuck |
| Back door or window, catch me? |
| I don’t think so |
| I don’t know what you’ve been told, but (rudeboy) |
| Hear me nah, hear me nah, I’m well known in my area |
| In my area I’m well-known, 6'1″, twelve stone |
| GH, J Clarke, I set pace, you take part |
| Braveheart to the motherfucking graveyard |
| Rude boy, boy, rude boy |
| Rude, ru-ru-rude, rude boy |
| Rude boy, boy, rude boy |
| Rude, ru-ru-rude, rude boy |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| I’ve been through hell and back, so when I’m round friends I brag (about) |
| The things I never had (around), my first crimes were snatching leather bags |
| (in town) |
| I was never bad, then there was an effect that peer pressure had |
| I ain’t forgetting that |
| Front line in that corner, before gun crime was the norma |
| Was front line with a bora, mum crying I’m out of order |
| Telling me I’m like my dad was, I just wanted a better status |
| So I could leave my bike there with no padlock, back when I never had an alias |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |
| Old school rudeboy, ruffneck soldier |