Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Boys in Blue, artist - NPKDate of issue: 15.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Boys in Blue |
| I can never run from them |
| Only dash to get away from the boys in blue (never) |
| The dotty’s gonna get to sneezing |
| Leave you bleeding |
| Don’t catch this flu (bow) |
| They say that the gang’s too rude |
| And they ask how that boy got done in the twos (ahhhh) |
| I ain’t tryna give the feds clues |
| But it’s us that really put guys on the news |
| It’s mad when you just catch up |
| Like four man four rambos really out here tryna get man cut (ching) |
| You don’t wanna see us let this corn buss |
| Yuck, how many your friends been touched (how many?) |
| In this whip we got things and stuff |
| And ripping from feds |
| LR on the clutch (skrr) |
| Friends are dead and they ain’t done much (nothing) |
| On the roads no fist fights (no way) |
| My bro done multiple chingings (ching) |
| On the opp block looking all surprised (where you gain'?) |
| We can see in their eyes they’re kicking |
| Heartbeat ringing |
| Dice this light (dice it) |
| Wait I mean dice this yute (just there) |
| I’m in OT we just shove and move (upsah) |
| You should know what the shotgun do (bow) |
| We don’t ride out with more than a group (no we don’t) |
| We can do it in a four door hoop |
| Gang pull up you won’t who’s who (no you won’t) |
| It’s like the trident took my crew |
| Free Sneako my blood my bruce (free him) |
| He love shine in the twos |
| I remember that day so clearly, back rambos leave exit wounds |
| It’s like the barbies find me cute |
| Screwface on when I lurk through the twos (real talk) |
| I swear the opps just do it for the views |
| Bando settings gotta plug this food |
| 2019 had the worst of news |
| They had a real nigga locked in the zoo |
| 2019 had the worst of news |
| They had a real nigga locked in the zoo |
| I can never run from them |
| Only dash to get away from the boys in blue (never) |
| The dotty’s gonna get to sneezing |
| Leave you bleeding |
| Don’t catch this flu (bow) |
| They say that the gang’s too rude |
| Then ask how that boy got done in the twos (ahhhh) |
| I ain’t tryna give feds clues |
| But it’s us that really put guys on the news |
| It’s mad when you just catch up |
| Like four man four rambos really out here tryna get man cut (ching) |
| You don’t wanna see us let this corn buss |
| Yuck, how many your friends been touched (how many?) |
| In this whip we got things and stuff |
| And ripping from feds |
| LR on the clutch (skrr) |
| Friends are dead and they ain’t done much (nothing) |
| Bro got bare corn from the handting |
| And the handting garn get to the using (bow) |
| Cruising try do it i’ma bandit |
| Can’t roll round if you’re moving useless (you can’t) |
| Stuff teeth in guns like gums |
| Little man you’ll hold way more a bruising (you will) |
| Don’t lose it my jigga j boom it |
| Get to the cheffings and keep it moving (skrrr) |
| If it weren’t L2 in a spliff then it coulda been M |
| Coulda been K1, Chop, all them man get mixed with blem (urh) |
| Pass it smoke that to the end |
| Boy no way can this beef here end |
| Ride on opps 'til all of them dead |
| Thots give drops no need to pretend (no need) |
| It coulda been Ramz in a spliff |
| It coulda been Ridzy too |
| Bro just caught Big A in a whip |
| I heard he put his whole ramzy through (he did) |
| Mind how you move don’t lack on your strip |
| Or you’ll get your head split in two |
| SB I’m way too rude |
| I can never run from them |
| Only dash to get away from the boys in blue (never) |
| The dotty’s gonna get to sneezing |
| Leave you bleeding |
| Don’t catch this flu (bow) |
| They say that the gang’s too rude |
| And they ask how that boy got done in the twos (ahhhh) |
| I ain’t tryna give feds clues |
| But it’s us that really put guys on the news |
| It’s mad when you just catch up |
| Like four man four rambos really out here tryna get man cut (ching) |
| You don’t wanna see us let this corn buss |
| Yuck, how many your friends been touched (how many?) |
| In this whip we got things and stuff |
| And ripping from feds |
| LR on the clutch (skrr) |
| Friends are dead and they ain’t done much (nothing) |
| My friends got locked for serious bootings (free 'em up) |
| Which opp block am I rooting (which one) |
| Really on Park Lane where the golden boot is |
| They that the gang too ruthless (bad) |
| Bro just the mash 'til it’s toothless (bow) |
| K on the L rude boy you’re stupid |
| Don’t get caught on the back road loosing |
| Don’t get caught on the back road loosing (don't) |
| Have they really gone mad (mad) |
| 3 time DV been splashed |
| Thought he turned pack when he collapsed |
| Talk about smash tryna window smash |
| When I swear Big A got bored like that (I swear) |
| But fuck all of that |
| Your friends are dead and they ain’t coming back (dead) |