Letras No Jockey - Realz

No Jockey

Swear down? More money produced this?
Skolzsquad music
Ghosty, Monroe
Hold sticks but I ain’t on hockey
Sweetest jawn wanna come get…
East London so I might sound cockney
Whip up the food and slang that…
Push mans buttons I…
Yeah, Man don’t don’t speak for the sake of speaking
I don’t know why their lying in tracks
He’s never had no passa
I’ve never heard him firing waps
He screams, free he’s boy so much
Ain’t paid canteen ain’t writing him back
It’s Pointless move like buying a whip
No license so you ain’t driving it back, (straight)
I ain’t been in charts
There confused coz I’m seen with stars
Might know I ain’t been he’s darg
Still roll with guys with cleanest hearts
I was with Aks, Trudes
Shout out Hellboy too and I’ve been with Sparks
Couple man that i couldn’t mention still
But it’s no hard feeling the team was hard
This scene can’t block me (block me, block me)
Its a joke man ting, none of them could stop me
And I know who’s got me got me
A lot of these man just sound like me
But trust Me, On Me, it’s not me
How they talking crudd, if I have them a shhh
They wouldn’t even hold it properly
Hook:
Hold sticks but I ain’t on hockey
Mans small but i ain’t no jockey
Sweetest jawn wanna come get cocky
But tonight I just wanted sloppy
East London so I might sound cockney
Whip up the food and slang that
I’m on a straight and norrow
But push man buttons I’ll grip up the shh and bang that
Crash that lift up and make man nervous
Suck who’s muddah with chest
I’ll grip up and make man curtains
A Mazza when man start lurking
All of this bad boy talk on the net
But man are all mute in person
Have man doing dasheeen
Then he’s back to his block with a different version (version version)
Everytin change when I lick that stage
Man need beats so I get them made
Send invoices and get that paid
Man move shook, boy you ain’t no crook
Got a likkle man look but a big man age
You was outside in the football cage
You was in bed when I stepped out late
Step with caution
How you gonna have man doing up bando
Just for the latest Jordan’s
I could never groom these kids
Told my sons «if it ain’t for houses
You could never move these bricks»
Young boys gotta get up and grind
But some of these man are out using chicks
Hook:
Hold sticks but I ain’t on hockey
Mans small but i ain’t no jockey
Sweetest jawn wanna come get cocky
But tonight I just wanted sloppy
East London so I might sound cockney
Whip up the food and slang that
I’m on a straight and norrow
But push man buttons I’ll grip up the shh and bang that