One Take - Ghetts, Rude Kid

Colt 45

Rider, road all night

You owe your life

Thank god you got home all right

I heard you what you said

Pussyhole, no more lies

Don’t think you’re rough

You’re butterflying some bogle guy

I’m wicked and bad

Come through swinging a bat

You wanna fight with your fist and feet?

Rudeboy, visit Japan

This go clickety clack

And I don’t mind flicking the shank

I ain’t got a number for Mark Morrison

But I’m ringing the Mac

Look around me

Nothing but real niggas around me

One two or white gyal

Three or four lighties

Five or six darkies

Seven or eight brownings

Drink Magnums everyday

But that don’t make us alchies

Wallahi

I say «ay gyal» like a yardie

I can do so much with this paper

Boy, you’d think I learnt origami

Point me to the party

Big joint like I’m Marley

Enjoying it calmly

Avoid me if you’re jarring

Check this

I need 20 on the guest list

I need Henny on the rider

Let Kelly and her friends in

Spending

Every penny that I left with

‘Everything get lock arff'

If I see enemies in my section

Death wish

Who’s got a death wish?

I can make that wish come true

I’m the red genie and I’m horrendous

Jafari

Don’t ‘hi', ‘hello' or ‘wha gwan' me

I go anywhere in the world

But I wouldn’t go Carni

Draw out

Gotta bring the sword out

Even if you get away with it when you’re there

I bet feds kick your door down

But if man played

«Aaa — Aaa»

At Rampage

You can bet that will get torn down