Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tekkers Riddim, artist - Grima x Azza. Album song Tekkers EP, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 28.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grima x Azza
Song language: English
Tekkers Riddim |
Ride or die for the squad that’s MO |
Came a long way from riding around shotting out my demo |
So cold I’ve already set fire to the rain before she said hello |
I wanna get rich like Lionel but I got a ting called ADELE that’s dressed in |
yellow-w (Hello) |
S-still tell a buff ting N O |
I know a few lions on the wings but they don’t know Capello |
This one classical, deep like cello, man in the middle like Felipe Melo |
Told the new ting that she wern’t wifey thn she broke down like an old Rnault |
Jump on the M1 in a black German |
Whip looking all Rüdiger, these man wanna know what I’m earning |
Come along from riding around on a moped shotting and serving |
Man ask for advice on his mixtape |
I was like, «Bro, stop it ain’t working» ('llow it bro) |
On set when I’m working |
So tell your girlfriend please stop twerking |
Welsh chick turn up to my giggs like «O-oh whats accuring?» |
Fuck that man I’m swerving gotta link Azz for a show in Berlin |
Everybody sounds like us right now but a bootleg B-Tec version |
Pleased to meet you, hello (Hi) |
I’m calm and always mellow (Why?) |
I’m smoking Cali packs all day, my lemons are green not yellow |
I’m blazing bud on the mountain blood, I’m smoking weed in the meadow (Woah) |
There’s pain in my soul, I dont mean stepping on Lego (Noo) |
I got that gruesome killa flow (Jee-) |
Fuck you, pay me gimme dough (Fuck you) |
My consciousness is made from light that’s why I’ve got that inner glow (Wow) |
I’m no jiggalo, I’ll make them wind and wiggle low |
I-I got dirty slags and bitches lined up in a row |
Best in the game for the longest, strongest spitter in the game that’s certain |
And I been this way from times when I buss shell suits and man had curtains |
(What?) |
Yeah I had curtains, never had dough fresh creps & the rest from Burtons |
But even when I had no cash in the bank I’d jump on records and hurt 'em (Woah) |
Azz said jump on the ting I was like fuck sake, you man are straight murking |
Higher levels like Daniel Burton, picked up the phone like better get working |
(Ok) |
It’s always a good sign when I hear a tune and Instantly I start smirking |
I know it’s going be mad fox in the box for a sick collab I stay lurking |
I-I came in the game and done bare shit these lot have never done before |
My name might be Harry with the magic flow but I ain’t riding with Dumbledore |
I got a ting that’s 5 foot exactly and her back looks wonderful (Lovely) |
I hit the jackpot anyone that she rolls over, we called it thunderball |
I been doing this ting since Liam Gallagher banged out Wonderwall |
Bare man used to be our friends but they’re not now coz they got too comfortable |
I got feds all over me at the minute but fuck that constable |
Tell my baby girl you look bare sexy when ya eyes look vulnerable |
If your gonna take your shot then you better make sure that it hits me |
School an MC that ain’t in my class, I’ll make 'em history |
I’ll be doing it quickly |
My trigger finger is itchy |
Any MC try a war with my guys then we roll on them like a Blitzkrieg |
It’ll get sticky (Ahh) |
I ain’t one to try it with it’s too risky so just miss me (Ahh) |
I’m gonna light my spliff 1/16, it’s a victory |
On my own trail like a brickie |
Shotting CDs on the black market now I’m on the same flyers as Nicky |
You dirty baggage handler, you look like bag head Angela |
Please don’t piss me off u bitch I’ll grab the slag and strangle her (Die) |
I bet u any money I will because I’m an avid gambler (Yes) |
If u don’t like me head butt a goat with massive antlers |
I put weed in my spliff, your sticking crack in yours |
Please don’t piss me off you prick coz I’ll be cracking jaws |
I’m causing tragic storms, people say: «You're savage Traumz» |
If u don’t like me head butt a bull with massive horns |
Thank you Traum-to-the-matic, pass the mic to this acrobatic |
Animal new nickname that’s T Rex, when we flex it’s an automatic classic |
I don’t write weak verses auto pilot mode |
Go Booth and smash it |
Man gave me his mix CD I heard two bars and I had to dash it |
Straight out the window |
Heard a couple man collabing it sounded liked, «Ermmm, it’s alright» |
When you heard you this collab it was like, «Bingo» |
This is how you ting it’s a case study for the competition |
Body bagging em, toe tagging em, crack a magnum — that’s tradition |