Scrufizzer - 3210 lyrics

[Intro: Eyez] Yo Myself, Eyez, ya dun know Yo, Scru Your phone's ringing Yo, Scru, your phone's ringing [Chorus 1: Scrufizzer] Hello, I'm on the road 3210 and a bag full of crow 3210 and a bag full of crow I was in the ends getting money with my bros like Money on the phone Money on the phone Money on the phone Money on the phone (Something for your mind) That's right [Verse 1: Scrufizzer] Gunfingers in the air when I play this tune Easily, blud, darg, give me space and room Chatting all my chat but all dem are badman too Told my man come off the badman juice Who's dat? What's dat? Stop dat ting 0-double-7, yeah, the hotline bling Cats on my line wanna cop that ting Girls on the ends want a chop like this So I pull up in the four-door and it's all black Two man hop out the front and back Looking for the peng ting, looking for the yat If it ain't that, then it's gonna be a baz, but [Chorus 2: Scrufizzer] Hello, I'm on the road 3210 and a bag full of crow 3210 and a bag full of crow I was in the ends getting money with my- Ring, ring, hello, I'm on the road 3210 and a bag full of crow 3210 and a bag full of crow I was in the ends- [Verse 2: Scrufizzer] Yeah, Popcaan know say mi too unruly My tune dem ah spin pon Sian and Julie Whole leap of gyal pon road wan' do me True say mi out and bad when mi fling on mi suit and booty Like bruk up, bruk up, gyal know mi have style Sitting on the plane, step pon the line Whole leap of gyal dem ah call my line Whole leap of gyal dem ah call my phone 321, what you know about- ooh? God know say mi too bad to the b-d-d-d-d-d-d-d [Chorus 1: Scrufizzer] Hello, I'm on the road 3210 and a bag full of crow 3210 and a bag full of crow I was in the ends getting money with my bros like Money on the phone Money on the phone Money on the phone Money on the phone [Verse 3: Eyez] Bag full of crow, 3210 Break down a Z to 32 tens Man slang jawns to earn a few pence Back then, man never heard of you then I've got cats on the Nokia Line popping off cuh I'm popular Back out the ting like a warrior Show no respect to an officer f** the police Black yout, so I get stopped by police Stop and search, check my pockets first Feds just wanna know what's in my jeans Feds just wanna get the night locked off 3210 and the line pops off Ring-ring-ringing all night nonstop I make the mandem bop, bop, bop Right now, I feel on top Uck, they wanna see a good man chop Chop, chop a man down like crops on job Shutting down bars and clubs with Josh See me in the rave with Dubz, grub Tell your boy that I've got bud, blud No one in your gang moves crud, stop You never spent a day on the block [Chorus 3: Scrufizzer] Hello, I'm on the road 3210 and a bag full of crow 3210 and a bag full of crow I was in the ends getting money with my bros like