Dizzee Rascal - Hold Ya Mouf (feat. God's Gift) Lyrics
[Dizzee Rascal]Get meWe got a lot to talk boutRaskit, God's GiftOi yoWhat you do will come back to youWhat you do will come back to youWhat you do will come back to youWhat you do will come back to youWhat you do will come back to youWhat you do will come backHold your mouf (hold your mouf)Raskit dont give a shit (i mean)Ain't concerned, ain't worried, don't mindBut you should watch your lip (i mean)If you keep chattin in a hurry you'll findThe bottom of a 6 foot pit (i mean)Don't care what creed, colour or kindBullets'll make you sit (i mean)Make you relax, lay-down, unwindRaskit don't give a damn (i mean)Ain't that bothered not much, dont careCatch me if you can (i mean)Its possible you will get hit with a chairTalk like your the man (i mean)If you want beef you'll get a fair shareDizzee got a masterplan (i mean)I'm a problem for Antony BlairRaskit don't have a bar (i mean)Don't have it from him, her or demI'll make a rudeboy say rarr (i mean)With or without the use of a skengRemove you from your car (i mean)Got a temper, its big like benAnd i don't care who you are (i mean)Move to your boys, i'll move to your menRaskit don't waste time (i mean)Don't hesitate, don't pet, don't ramp.22, .38, .9 (i mean)These digits'll leave you stiff like crampYou wanna test? thats fine (i mean)You couldn't take Dizzee Rascal for a trampIf you cross my line (i mean)I'll leave you colourful, dazed and dampI don't want beef todayIt's not arms todayLet's keep it calm todayLet's be friendsI don't wanna write todayLet's not fight todayI feel alright todayLet's be friends[God's Gift]You've got a problem blud?Let's solve it bludGats and bora's bludHold your moufYou've got a problem blud?Let's solve it bludGats and bora's bludHold your mouf[Dizzee Rascal]Yo, it dont make no sense to meWhy fellas don't wanna act sensiblyYou better re-check your identityYou better re-check how you speakYou dont make no sense to meIf i switch i won't act sensiblyI'll make you care intensivelyYou'll be in a coma for a weekAnd i really can't come to gripsWith how these fellas act just like chicksBut now i retaliate with clipsAnd now i retaliate with forceYou should come to gripsWith how you really should watch your lipsYou better know we're some lunaticsAnd that we retaliate, of course[God's Gift]You don't wanna feel the heat from mah (click click)I roll deep wit mah (click click)I'm always on the street wit mah (click click)I eat wit mah (click click)I sleep wit mah (click click)And i can put you 6 foot deep wit mah (click click)Chat shit you get beat wit mah (click click)Roll straight sound be the street wit mah (click click)Try if i'm never on my feet wit mah (click click)I'm only on my feet when i bus' heat (gunshots)And you just ran outta luck wit mah (click click)Say your gonna get *****ed up wit mah (click click)Gunshots leave bodies bruk wit mah (click click)And i can make the whole place duck wit mah (click click)If you dont wanna get stuck wit mah (click click)Don't wanna get out the truck wit mah (click click)Cause you'll get jacked and gun-but wit mah (click click)And i'll leave your whole jaw bruk wit mah (click click click click)
