Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song London Blues, artist - Lacrim. Album song R.I.P.R.O 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol Music France, Plata o Plomo
Song language: English
London Blues |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive sole, stepping in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive sole, stepping in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |
I’m in Paris, they say «oui» |
I say no, who is she? |
She been talking hell a bad |
But she know where I be |
Here in the on the street |
I got ink all on my sleeve |
Bet your brothers wanna verse |
There’s a charge that’s a fee |
I’m the baker getting dough |
All that money on the phone |
All my homies got that crow |
Never make me change my tone |
I might turn into a ghost |
Black, black, moving wow |
Who might even let it blow |
Watch your sister, watch your bro |
Bobby Shmurda, week ago |
On the boot I hit my goals |
Got the fire for you hoes |
They couldn’t keep up |
They haven’t got stamina (no no, no no) |
Try to get cussed, but my name is not Pamela |
They know I’m flashy, they pull out they cameras |
Left him in the States, I flew into Canada |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive sole, stepping in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive sole, steppin' in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |
J’comprends pas tu vends, tu continues à gratter d’la garot |
Sur le périph', six heures, la RS est remplie comme dans Blow |
J’roule ma bosse, oui t’es mon gosse |
On a mis dix milles dans le sceau |
Crois moi qu’un p’tit tada dans ta mère c’est bien mieux que des mots |
J’veux du biff mon rebeu, ils vendent la coke vroum vroum oui mon rebeu |
Touche au bénef', tout chaud de ti-pe |
Ça fait vroum vroum oui mon rebeu |
Ça fait boum boum ma beauté là |
T’es comme gratteur à Marbella |
T’es dans une école, t’as ramené des tonnes |
Ça fait boum boum et t’es plus là |
Dans mes pattes t’auras pas |
Ils t'éclatent ta mère sans sniffer de lignes |
J’suis pas dans une film de Medellín |
J’achète ma berline au magasine |
Y’a tout ce qu’il faut que dieu m’en soit loué |
J’habite pas sur les Champs pour devenir une salope |
Et mon .44 est dans le 4×4 pour les bâtards qui veulent nous vendre à la police |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive so, steppin' in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |
They can’t fuck with us, if they wanted to |
All expensive so, steppin' in my shoes |
Winners in my circle, how we’re gonna lose? |
I ain’t need that stress, get me a masseuse |