Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moscow, artist - Jaykae. Album song Where Have You Been?, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Doing Bits Worldwide
Song language: English
Moscow |
Hmm |
You don’t do that, what you talkin' shit for? |
You ain’t got no whistle |
You don’t pop no pistols |
What you carrying a knife for? |
You ain’t gonna stab nuttin' |
You man are useless |
Always been losers |
Yeah |
Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though |
Yeah |
How you man wanna bring it to the boss, though? |
Yeah |
Rolling around with the holes in your socks, bro |
Yeah |
Me and my boys are cold like Moscow |
You don’t do that |
What you talking nonsense? |
'Cause you don’t want problems |
You better weigh up your options |
What you screwing up your face for? |
You ain’t mad like Bronson |
From where the Villa 'n' blues play |
The burgers and Johnsons |
Oi, my G, you don’t do that |
You’re not Biggie or 2Pac |
Get sticky like blu-tac |
From a city like new jack |
What you ringing on me valve for? |
Pick up like who’s 'at? |
My mate said it’s his birthday |
We flew out then we blew racks |
(Oi, my G) |
You don’t do that, what you talkin' shit for? |
You ain’t got no whistle |
You don’t pop no pistols |
What you carrying a knife for? |
You ain’t gonna stab nuttin' |
You man are useless |
Always been losers |
Yeah |
Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though |
Yeah |
How you man wanna bring it to the boss, though? |
Yeah |
Rolling around with the holes in your socks, bro |
Yeah |
Me and my boys are cold like Moscow |
You don’t do that |
What you telling them fibs for? |
Don’t hold man hostage |
You ain’t mad like jigsaw |
Around here is cold, blud |
Bare man are getting wigged more |
Coming like Call of Duty |
I’m staying indoors |
Oi, my G, you’re not welcome |
Won’t hurt or won’t help 'em |
Got burners, won’t sell them |
Did earners, won’t tell them |
Ayo make me a drink blud |
No, go make yourself one |
If I see feds I’m dustin'' |
Better put your belts on |
'Cause I got something in the glove box |
Yeah, that’s when the fun stops |
Yeah, I smell pussy |
Yeah, you just wear Dunlops |
Yo, I thought you was bad, bruv? |
What you moving shook for? |
Yo, you man are pussyholes |
That’s what you get took for |
(Don't lie to me, you don’t do that) |
You don’t do that |
What you talkin' shit for? |
(What you talkin' shit) |
You ain’t got no whistle (You ain’t pop no sticks) |
You don’t pop no pistols (Cop no whips) |
What you carrying a knife for? |
(Why you carrying that?) |
You ain’t gonna stab nuttin' (You ain’t gonna do shit) |
You man are useless (You man are pricks) |
Always been losers (Fuck coming to the bits, it’s mad) |
Said you G but you ain’t seen a box though |
Yeah |
How you man wanna bring it to boss, though? |
Yeah |
Rolling around with the holes in your socks bro |
Yeah |
Me and my boys are cold like Moscow |
You don’t do that, what you talking shit for? |
You don’t do that, so what you talking shit for? |
Don’t lie to me, you don’t do that |
What you talking shit for? |
Stop talking shit, man |