​t.scam – 1Side Ain't Safe Lyrics

​t.scam

Ay MZY turn me up

You know what time it is man
Grrr, AGB shit, free Sus, free SWavey, free Yevz
Free Blitz, free KA, free OGunna, free ?, free BR
Grr, bow, grr

1
Opps know we do it real bad (True)
Saw C2 and he ran with his dad (Neow)
See whiteboy infront of his mum (Uh-uh)
Think we ain\’t gonna\’ cheff him then you must be mad
Reckz ran from bro, got bun in his back
Cheffed GSqueeze and he nearly got packed (Uh-uh)
I don\’t know about this, I don\’t know about that
But I know bigman got yinged in his hat (Grr)
That\’s brains all over the flats (Grr)
S.O.S in NW5 (Whoo, whoo)
They chattin\’ shit if they say that we hide
Last time we ambushed the gang, don\’t lie
I was in jail just smokin\’ on Mizz
Can\’t do it like
Slug
, yeah, he smokes on spice (Bisshead)
Said she don\’t give uck, but the uck was so good, she made me buss\’ twice (Liar)
You ain\’t never seen a handthing just jamming
Re-cock it, now the handthing bangin\’ (Boom-boom)
You don\’t wanna\’ see us man just spazzin\’
Strike non-stop, then get to the stabbing (Ching, ching)

If I knew he was gonna\’ rap like this, bro wouldn\’t have stopped, would\’ve made sure he packed him

I might be slow, but Strika\’s gon\’ catch him, if he attempts it, then ? slashings (Grr)

Hook

She said 1Side ain\’t safe, they don\’t know how to protect their girls
(Uh-uh)
I said I\’ll put this wap in your\’ purse, it\’s live, it\’s filled with bells (Grr-bow)

Big man slipped got put on the scales (That\’s right)
Lil man slipped got put on the scales (That\’s right)

Chinx tripped up, and he got ripped up
You know, Hitman nearly put him on the scales (That\’s right)

2

Dottz get lit, not think about the safety
Was he on job? Hmm, maybe (I don\’t know)

Tell the one time you got left on ?
Rocked the bed like a baby (Baby)
Thinkin\’ the mandem left me, save me (Save me)
I need a caramel, but she gotta\’ be facy
Said she wanna\’ taste me, T.Scam you\’re tasty
No missionary, bad gyal can\’t face me
Pissed if we gon\’ pop there on a gang thing, no ramping, watch it spray like butter

Can\’t wait \’till I buck into Gutta, I\’mma\’ will slap this wap, or swing my cutter (Bow bow)
Swear on my mother, this guy is a runner, and he\’s just as fast as his brother

The bells in the wap come hot like summer, I\’mma let this bin like Osama
Like my man, then tek that
Long if you see T.Scam in jetblack
Pack that, wet that, head then chest akh
Movin\’ like a chef, the way that I fed man (Uh-uh)
They like \”Scam where you\’ve been?\” (Uh-uh)
I\’m trynna\’ get us another dead man (Uh-uh)
Rambo, hold that, dead boy roll that (Grr)
I\’ve been on their block way more than a postman (Grr)

Hook

She said 1Side ain\’t safe, they don\’t know how to protect their girls
(Uh-uh)
I said I\’ll put this wap in your\’ purse, it\’s live, it\’s filled with bells (Grr bow)

Big man slipped got put on the scales (That\’s right)
Lil man slipped got put on the scales (That\’s right)

Chinx tripped up, and he got ripped up
You know, Hitman nearly put him on the scales (That\’s right)

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