Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aye, artist - Merky Ace. Album song Catch up, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Aye |
| What? |
| Me, washed? |
| Helpless, going out like he was? |
| Getting victim treatment like he got? |
| Nah don, never that, man ah beat shot |
| Like opp |
| I teeth box, I don’t beatbox |
| Make the order, then he’s got |
| Ask the last yout that we robbed |
| Man ah cause arms for what we want |
| Man ah go hard in the street shops |
| Holler at me, then pass me the P |
| I be just doing what the block’s asking of me |
| Get a talk to police, it’s murder |
| Bonfire pon skin with burner |
| I am from early, man ain’t no learner |
| Teacher, I can teach you to be an earner |
| Holler at A, pussycat server |
| We do this night and day |
| Not one day, everyday |
| This ain’t no joke, no laugh or play |
| Man know what it is when it concerns A |
| FT’s in the place, somebody might spray |
| So you better think twice 'fore you’re up in man’s space |
| Man ah go mad, got 'em calling man cray |
| Got 'em going nuts, screaming |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Come holler at A, A |
| Dat boy old school like Nintendo |
| Gyal wanna play with my stick like Ken doll |
| Liff up the back, yeah, come like Endo |
| No gyal tune, that’s what man ah said though |
| So I beat shot just like Shevchenko |
| Legend out here like Ruud Gullit |
| Run up on me, you better pull it |
| Or that’s gonna be your end, bro |
| Skid around the corner just like Alonso |
| Don’t mean Xavi, I ain’t inna no dilly-dally |
| Skid out in a flash in the dinger all scatty |
| Trap time, man ah hide nice in the alley |
| Extravagant cabbie |
| Skid around the corner just like raleigh |
| Colin McRae rally |
| Ain’t got a yout but they’re calling me daddy |
| Father the game and the block that brang me |
| We do this night and day |
| Not one day, everyday |
| This ain’t no joke, no laugh or play |
| Man know what it is when it concerns A |
| FT’s in the place, somebody might spray |
| So you better think twice 'fore you’re up in man’s space |
| Man ah go mad, got 'em calling man cray |
| Got 'em going nuts, screaming |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Come holler at A, A |
| Yo, it’s the boy they call ACE from wah day |
| Truss, I mean day one |
| Say they got guns but they ain’t ever blazed one |
| You can get your face bun if you play around with FT |
| Only war veterans running with me |
| We ain’t running in beef |
| Guess what? |
| Guess who’s running your street? |
| Man ah tun up your fee |
| Better tun on your feet when they’re talking to me |
| Not talking P? |
| Then it’s all excrete |
| That excrement that man speak |
| Goes in west and comes out that east |
| When I’m on set, they call man a beast |
| What I call beat, they call that a cheat |
| Cuh when I let it off, it’s guaranteed peak |
| Man’s saying ayy, I just call E |
| Shoutout T, M and S, that’s family |
| We do this night and day |
| Not one day, everyday |
| This ain’t no joke, no laugh or play |
| Man know what it is when it concerns A |
| FT’s in the place, somebody might spray |
| So you better think twice 'fore you’re up in man’s space |
| Man ah go mad, got 'em calling man cray |
| Got 'em going nuts, screaming |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Come holler at A, A |