ฟังเพลงSquid Game (Explicit)

Song: Squid Game (Explicit)

Artist: D-Block Europe

Lyrics: Dirtbike LB & Young Adz

They done me no wrong (Wrong)

I double the pack and I whip up a clone (Ya dig?)

They done me no wrong (Wrong)

I double the pack and I whip up a clone (Clone)

Patek is for fashion, the chrome is a 'matic

I pull up, the safety is off (It's off)

The trigger, the safety is off (Off)

No matter, we bakin' him off (Off)

I came with the soft, straight out the class

This cocaine is bringin' in prof'

Humble, hungry, I came like a tycoon (I did)

No questions, I came for your heart and the ring with the ice is your title (Yeah)

Double-tap on arrival (Arrival)

Valet park at arrivals ('rrivals)

Heathrow, just fly, she goin' through the cycle

She's at home alone and, baby, I'm waitin' to eat (I'm waitin' to eat)

She's so good on the bone and, baby, I'm comin' between (Comin' between)

We been home all alone, baby, we shootin' a scene (Shootin' a scene)

She ride, ride it for me, heart on the line, decide for me ('cide for me)

Heart on my sleeveless, how can you drill when you're teethless? (How?)

You go on the 'net and you bitch on your brother, you stuck in your feelings (How?)

He stay with the drum in the field, this is the trench, it ain't recess

SVR suit me best, told my mama I won't be less

They done me no wrong (Wrong)

I double the pack and I whip up a clone (Clone)

Patek is for fashion, the chrome is a 'matic

I pull up, the safety is off (It's off)

The trigger, the safety is off (Off)

No matter, we bakin' him off (Off)

I came with the soft, straight out the class

This cocaine is bringin' in prof'

Hatton Garden, EC1 in the sat-nav, grab me some time (Skrrt)

Bad, bad, she wanna eat, tell her open her mouth, now it's Cadbury time (Mwah)

I was a trap nigga, rob a nigga, no CV, fuck that salary life

Don't care how bad I seem to the fake 'cause the real understand and it's fine

It's all fun and games, wanna fuck with a trapper 'til we take a chase

This car five litre, this wap cost a Rollie, can't throw it away

When I pour up, it's get out my way

I pour up and get in my mood

I pour up and get in my mood, I'm bipolar, I'm happy, now get you some shoes

Wear the bussdown AP to the gym

Send the Diors to the jail for the wing

Court cases with the crew, didn't sting

You ain't never been tested, I can't certify ya

Cap, cap, in your rap, rap, you little liar

My lady wanna take a trip, I give her cash and send it through the wire

They done me no wrong (Wrong)

I double the pack and I whip up a clone (Clone)

Patek is for fashion, the chrome is a 'matic

I pull up, the safety is off (It's off)

The trigger, the safety is off (Off)

No matter, we bakin' him off (Off)

I came with the soft, straight out the class

This cocaine is bringin' in prof'