L.A. Leakers #149 – Central Cee
Quotable Lyrics:
They think I’m the one that can bridge the gap, huh
I came to L.A to work, but first, where the b*tches at?
They’re tellin’ me tao or the highlight room
If you wanna go through, you gotta bring the strap
No way could I trust these h*es, I’m taking their phone if we bring them back
I don’t wanna get done like, nah
They don’t understand, I’m giving them U.K slang
My brudda, my fam’, my akh
You say “The feds just done a sweep”, we say “The boy dem run in my gaf”
You say “On God, no cap”, we say “Swear on your life, don’t gass”
You say “Spin the block”, we say “Jump out and slide and crash”
You call it “Machine”, we call it a “Mash”
Strip club and they’re shakin’ ass
But in my words, they’re shakin’ nyash
We don’t trap in abandoned buildings
Shots get hit out of vacant flats
In other words, “Apartments”, hidden compartments get detached
Free all the members that got bagged
You say, “What’s up?”, we say, “Wagwan”
Got shotgun from a farm
We don’t eat pork, we say “It’s haram”
You call her “Shawty”, we call her “Jawn”
Sexy gyal and we call them “Leng”
Back then we would call them “Peng”
Bare words that we got for guns
Like “Waps”, and “Skengs”
You call them “J’s”, we call them “Cats”
There’s not much crystal meth
My hoods got junkies hooked on crack
Flick knives, we call them “Nanks”
Zombie killers, we call them “ZK’s”
