3 Jayslapit (Explicit)

作曲 : Paul Oseh

作词 : Terrel Doyley/Joshua Malinga

Ay listen, free the ****in mandem

Ay Jayslapit, home soon man

Shout my bruddas, AM, Skengdo,

You know, the realest, the realest

Hollow's got that juice

Sixteen, I was tryna aim at hats

Fifteen, I was tryna play with waps

Fourteen years, it coulda turned me mad

3 JaySlap, it’s really hurting man

Sixteen, I was tryna aim at hats

Fifteen, I was tryna play with waps

Fourteen years, it coulda turned me mad

3 JaySlap, it’s really hurting man

Ride in their strip, everyone gon' cry

Their most on yute got cheffed and he died

My boys still here and we all gon' shine

Fling that corn, watch it bend like Beckham

I back my shank, take a next mans eye

Call you Dave but you're slipping in Streatham

Get the location, we'll be there in five

Stupid guy, ay, ay

Back that, back that, crash that, crash that

Uh, diligent step

Beg man come this way, mans turning that pack

And, see this fat shank, it's mad

Can't even fit in my ****ing bag (It can't)

So, it's down mans side with the box all mad

Looking like one grandad

Ay, I won't chase you when I got asthma

And I'm smoking all of this ganja

Little man thinks he's badder

Told little man he should have some manners

Let me just slide on dem

Pull up on dem, they're cutting defo (Some *******)

*****s was blending trees and bushes

Them man moving like geckos (Some *******)

If I spin it on man, no hello's

Water man down, see him shake like jello

And I hate when I seem them freddos

Dumb *****s tryna earn some medals

**** weed got you feeling all mellow

My weed might take off your head though (It's true)

They knock down the fields like lego

Then they gave us some pretty meadows (Oh man, real ****)

Sixteen, I was tryna aim at hats

Fifteen, I was tryna play with waps

Fourteen years, it coulda turned me mad

3 JaySlap, it’s really hurting man

One phone call I coulda turned him Pac

Ten man cuttin' when they heard it's man

Beat out fam, I was a virgin akh

Billed that ***** and now I'm burnin dat

Big man ting, I never caught them feelings

I was in the field tryna peel it, peel it

One way road, tryna wheel it, wheel it

Fifteen inch for the eediat, eediat

Oh, give him a beating

Calm right now, don't give me a reason

Never shoulda lacked, I mean it, mean it

Dotty in the ride, I beat it, beat it

Who's that? What's that? Doing up combat

No one ain't on that, back your drone

Surely, surely, she was all naughty

Gimme that .40, black and old

No one call my name

When I back this blade and I aim at throats

Roll with mine and I think they know

Cah they talk that wass but they don't want smoke

This gauge looks better on me

Can't wait to fill it with teeth

My dentist jealous of me

Cop boots, don't get a receipt

No tags, I'm getting it cheap

Big back, she's getting a jeet

No cap, I'm getting a freak

******, ****** on all of them creeps

Sixteen, I was tryna aim at hats

Fifteen, I was tryna play with waps

Fourteen years, it coulda turned me mad

3 JaySlap, it’s really hurting man

Sixteen, I was tryna aim at hats

Fifteen, I was tryna play with waps

Fourteen years, it coulda turned me mad

3 JaySlap, it’s really hurting man

Crud talk on the music, typical,

They try to think they're lyrical

Can't beat me, settings on difficult,

'nuff times that they tried, mythical

Free up the bro's in the cage,

Soon home, gotta beat this case

Money still make, gotta eat this cake,

I need to get paid, bando till late

Done for charges, looking all bait,

Mackerel or tuna, whip up the plate

Used to be clips in R's,

Now they got a ***** doing dips in the yard

Me and Y.AM Sav doing bits in the car,

Tryna leave the Six where they are

Me and Buckshot, we was way too active,

Came jail and I got down Active, wrapped it

You know them boy love acting,

Grey foot telling me I'm attractive

I ain't your normal savage,

Why you think that they call me SlapIt?