Ghetts Lyrics

Mozambique Lyrics – Ghetts Umnqundu wamapolisa sana [Police are assholes] Ndithe umnqundu wamapolisa [I repeat Police are assholes] What’s wrong with these neeks Man can’t tell me about these streets

Fire And Brimstone Lyrics – Ghetts How long have I been low? When’s the last time man had to wait till dark then climb through a window? When’s the last

Hop Out Lyrics – Ghetts Switch up the vehicle Change the plates and scrape off the serial Limousine tint, man can’t see me at all Old school car thief, I

Autobiography Lyrics – Ghetts Started out in Nasty Crew Just after Dizzie Rascal blew Stanna took me Jammers I remember it was afternoon I was still on tag then Fresh

Good Hearts Lyrics – Ghetts Yaga yo, yeah, ya dun know this is Mighty Moe And right about now you’re listening to Heartless FM We’re gonna get into something brand

Dead To Me Lyrics – Ghetts Wonder why she’s not about Maybe she remembers everything that I forgot about Thought it was water under the bridge till she burned it

10,000 Tears Lyrics – Ghetts Let me get my chakras in order Please stop planning my slaughter I need you back in my corner Why you burn that jacket I

Sonya Lyrics – Ghetts This girl here got a sponsor 60 year old monster She don’t care ’bout no age though Just whose money’s longer We both went John Loughborough

No Mercy Lyrics – Ghetts No motherfucking mercy Do-do-do, no mercy Do-do-do-do-do, no motherfucking mercy Do-do-do, no mercy Do-do-do-do-do, no motherfucking mercy Do-do-do, no mercy Do-do-do-do-do, no motherfucking mercy Do-do-do,

Crud Lyrics – Ghetts How the fuck you get punched up with a gun tucked? Lumped up without the sum That sums up all of you dumb fucks Dumdums without

Squeeze Lyrics – Ghetts The pavement’s red The block’s four stories If you had a choice would you stay in the ends where they shot poor Corey? If you had

Little Bo Peep Lyrics – Ghetts I don’t sleep, I just close my eyes I’m no sheep, Bo Peep, she must die The Lord is my shepherd ‘Cause the Lord

Skengman Lyrics – Ghetts (Hook) Skeng Skengman Skeng Skengman mode Skeng Skengman Skeng Skengman mode Skeng Skengman Skeng Skengman mode Skeng Skengman Skeng Skengman mode (Ghetts) Skengman mode Gloves mask,

Proud Family Lyrics – Ghetts Family ties Family of five Dad left i went jail Mum kept the family inline Just her and the twins Money so low she had

IC3 Lyrics By Ghetts | feat Skepta All black attire Draw back and fire My n*gga dem ride out Horse back for hire Full clip in the drive I ain’t