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• Artiste: Pa Salieu
• Titre: Informa
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Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya What's your name? King Salieu Where you from? C-O-V, hashtag City of Violence (Aye, what?) Look They like kingdom lane How much weight get pressed in the C-O-V Just look at them gains What you know about beaters customed-out, me I had the wildest range Silencers get invested in Neeks want to take my spirit But fail, get dealt with fire and lightning (Look) Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Spin ting on me in this driver seat Don't need a boost, I can drive in peace Where I'm from you need a wap to survive these streets Shit gets intense in this violent scheme 28 pids on this boiler are light Weigh them one-two, cats calling me tight Ain't seen in your life what man saw in a night Can tell them man fake, they supporting the hype (dickheads) I'm in Northwest beating a slush The jakes put the gunshot censors up I need me a—shh—don't rush If it gets technical who can I trust? Not even my—shh—it jammed when I burst Don't know how to act, I'm not used to the love Would them girls love me if my tune didn't buss (no way) Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Them man shady, them man hate me They want to dead me, I want 'em dead too (spill him) Grey goose Them man there Them man don't learn, yeah their head-top lose Them not me, no scars on my skin Only 15, still score more points One year forward and I catch them pricks Only 16, yeah I'm blasting sticks I can never stop 'til I'm deep in grave Ski-ski-skin tone gold Darkest one, I came from the grave We know about dark in the light Saw that light 'til the sun come on We know about cashpoint hours Cats lined up just to get that wow wow wow wow Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Spinner on me in the passenger, savage Burn up the messenger Friend of an opp, then I'm on to ya Burn up the informa Burn up the informa Burn up the informa Burn up the informa Burn up the informa