Section Boyz - Nosey Neighbours lyrics

[Intro: Sleeks] Section all the time It should be my name [Verse 1: Sleeks] Trapstar, trap trap Get a pack gone Late nights in them alleyways where them rats are Them actor need a BAFTA T house where them cats are Bang bang from a black car then we dash off Ziplock full of flavors Tracksuit full of paper In and out of them flat doors f** the nosey neighbours 10 toes in my trainers Doin road, I done acres Man know, f** the police And this gunshot for a paigon [Verse 2: Swift] Boy turned star Gyal gimme ugh Manaman just done Berlin, shutdown France Peng peng gyal in a German Tell her get out the car Man's half Jamaican, tell her come to the yard If he's kind of a paigon Box him make him ball Man's foldin papers I put coins in jars All my nosey neighbours wan' know who's in the yard I heard you f**in with paigons hmmm, calm [Verse 3: Inch] Wah, first off [?] the beat Wickedman ting when I step on street Southside ting man she stays [?] fleek I murder if you touch that beat You unheard of, stop trap on beat That gyal curve off and her backs man peak Them man swerve us when the goonsdem ah creep Them man nerdy, they don't want real beef [Hook: Sleeks] f** the nosey neighbours Can't tell me 'bout road cause I been on it like trainers I don't like strangers Bang bang for a paigon All these late nights tryna trap rap for the paper Trap rap for the paper f** the nosey neighbours Can't tell me 'bout road cause I been on it like trainers I don't like strangers Bang bang for a paigon All these late nights tryna trap rap for the paper Trap rap for the paper [Verse 4: Deepee] Boom, my bangers them bang And my gang member them gang Got gang in the [?] Smokin on cows that are thick like [?] Boy better watch who you talk to 2 2 business come and see dubs That's a man you should talk to If you're wearin your watch bring your torch too Cause your bredrins cool Everything's cool But get likkle man ah get torn too Need different bands in my hand I'm slim on grams I need more food Who's the man I should talk to Man's soon forward with the chargey dem And spray upon [?] Man ah pack the [?] Juju [?] and backshot for your boo boo [Verse 5: Littlez] Them man so nerdy Move nervous, not certy Need Oscars, they actors Act street but they sweet like Hershey's In my trainers, they're dirty Paigons get smoked like Percy Fill the paper, done journeys Trap in a tracksuit, man's worky Rise up, instant Swervey, in a ding-dong Turned Houdini, get a brick gone Young guns in a field like Frimpong Trapstar, lifestyle Step in, leave your b**h, gone Smokin like I ain't got lungs Eyedem like I'm from Hong Kong [Verse 6: Knine] Everybody twistin up joints We be up in the studio makin up noise Cars in the M-way, it's a convoy Used to run round with some long toys Man don't care 'bout no next boys Pack in and then it's straight off Step in, it's like we're takin off I need bands stuffed and all my pockets up Outlaws like The Wild Bunch Out there on some wild stuff Finessin they can't style us Hunchos I need them pilin up Hit the show and then we're shellin off Hit O, get them readies up Oh no them boyz up to suttin Long nose on the 40 suttin [Hook: Sleeks] f** the nosey neighbours Can't tell me 'bout road cause I been on it like trainers I don't like strangers Bang bang for a paigon All these late nights tryna trap rap for the paper Trap rap for the paper f** the nosey neighbours Can't tell me 'bout road cause I been on it like trainers I don't like strangers Bang bang for a paigon All these late nights tryna trap rap for the paper Trap rap for the paper