Smack - Winning (Remix) lyrics

[Intro:] Ooh, Ooh [Verse 1:] I'm putting in the work, putting in the work Tell me where and when and then I'll do the dirt Come on your block alone so you'd better blur If you mess with one of my dogs I go berserk I'm not cool like Marley Big shot I mean like Harley I can feel the tables turning I can feel your energy burning Them man ain't making pounds Them man ain't making sterling Still here to spit my bar no need for rehearsing [Chorus:] Ooh, we're so winning Where my day ones Ooh, we're so winning Feels a ton So funny ain't it? [Verse 2:] Sorry I had to speak like this But when I'm upset I just speak like this 845 heat like this Them think that we meet like this Don't know you, don't know who you are You're not my brethren, you're not ma sibling Big 45 mek a man run far Them ain't intelligent enough Hey them ain't intelligent as us That hate corporation selling them the stuff And all dem rude bwoy very ro- ro - rough Serious ting now I go to war, struck with my hand Just like before Knock knock knock now I am at your door AK rifle? Tell me are you sure? [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'll be the best if you ain't gonna ain't it Jump to the bar yeah look like a villain Show where I sleep, I ain't no chicken Forget about that bro, anyway listen Too much man fight and ain't bringing Send me the team, bway you ain't bringing Circle's tight, only day ones in it Keep to the roof from day one, ain't it Damn, men wanna move to me Move to me, how? Swear on everything all white, oh? Can punch you in your face, or in your mouth Look at my face you see no ball Like with me talk of the town When you hear move don't talk to the don As I see you my left hand's down Forget about that bway I'm here now [Chorus] [Verse 4:] (Smack) Safe Remix, safe Sibling, safe H hoří jak haze SB, safe Bloodline, safe Reload, safe Ale v UK safe Chci mít DDouble fame Sem nezničitelnej, tak nech ten hate bejt Nejsi big jak H, plejtváš energií a kecama asi nechám Přistát 9mm na tvůj face Žádnej PlayStation game, ale sem winner žádnej X-Box, ale v ruce trigger Nejsem Skinner ale streets sou mý Takže celej tvůj fake hate je jenom nesmysl Chceš bejt replika, si jen embryo Kopu ti hrob, nakopávám ti testicle A fakt nemyslim Huga a jeho Bauch Money f**ing děvko (gang) Když řikám, že seš krypl [Chorus]