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    Dave x AJ Tracey – Thiago Silva



    Stream on Spotify: http://smarturl.it/ThiagoSpotify
    Stream on Apple Music: http://smarturl.it/ThiagoApple
    Download on iTunes: http://smarturl.it/ThiagoSilvaiTunes

    Produced by 169 & Prince Rapid
    Video by Dir. Lx


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    AJ Tracey on Snapchat – canttraceme
    Dave on Snapchat – davem1st

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    26 Comments

    1. @fairyyyz on

      Santan from the v-v x AJ
      Man mystic with the pen like J.K
      True say, I ain't really a drinker
      But I got love for brandy like Ray J
      Champagne popper, .44 chopper
      In the black Nike bomber, heartbeat stopper
      Half-heart MC dropper
      45 wapper, leave you in states like Kaká
      AJ from the l-l x Santan
      Man's got style on the riddim like Gangnam
      Two young bruddas tryna eat off of music
      But we used to eat off of pebs and the sand bags
      Now we get money, music money
      Money that could put your girlfriend in a handbag
      White tee, Balenciagas, man bag
      Left-winger with a long stick like a granddad
      AJ Tizzy from T-H-E lizzy
      And I'm all out for the Lizzy
      I don't wanna look like you, you're broke
      And I've been telling broke bruddas move like Grizzy
      Still brandy but the hand ting fizzy
      Probs be in bin if a man weren't busy
      I'm a mic king, I'm a king on the mic
      And I'll spin bruddas till the whole scene gets dizzy
      Walk in the rave, smile on my face
      Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
      Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
      Straight to a bang in the teeth
      Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
      Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
      Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
      Run you right out of your street
      Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
      Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
      If I shout "Oi", them man there best skip
      Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
      Trip, get splashed
      Couldn't care less about my man's gang
      We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
      You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam
      Santan Dave from the Vale and Tracey
      Duck man down on the road, I'm pacey
      Two lighties on the phone, so facety
      One named Jordan and one named Stacey
      S with the S from the S, ask Showkey
      Dust man down with a mask like Tobi
      Tell a boy cotch, my man's telling me lots
      But we are not Gs so don't watch my face
      Ladbroke Grove is where I re- who?
      Man get burst up in the G- who?
      Came back with a fresh one, it's new
      Don't come around for a two with a blue
      I don't give a fuck if you're old or new
      I'll just go on like Blackpool who?
      Put a couple dead MCs in the grave
      Trust me, darg, you can go there too
      Trust me, darg, you can go there free
      I'll never watch F-A-C-E
      AJT from MTP
      Nike lab tracksuit, Nike ID
      Man got overly fucked in the beef
      Pretty sure I landed a bang to his teeth
      Man will get banged in the face by me
      Not my bredrin, banged in the face by me
      And me
      Man talk tough, we'll see
      Hit him with the left, right, left, right, left, right, right
      One jab, then I duck, then weave
      Come like Trevor from GTA
      If I bang man's face, man bop, then lean
      Kun Aguero, man dropped the shoulder feint once
      Quick kick then I drop man's G
      First time I link her, Nandos sweet
      £9.95, I swipe, then eat
      I one-two rap, she don't give hat
      Thiago Silva, man block, then skeet
      Had man screaming "Look, there's my man"
      Hand in my pouch like "Where? It's not me"
      Hand in my pouch like "Where? It's not us"
      Turned to my G like "Where? It's not we"
      So if you get boom with the .45 long
      It's a critical hit, no chance to repeat
      And if you see Arge in the cut with the dip
      You're pissed so quick your team should retreat
      But if you see Juss in the cut with his right hand tucked
      You're fucked, your team should leave, G
      If you see Rapz in the back with his hand in the bag
      It's mad, we came to see Ps
      Walk in the rave, smile on my face
      Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
      Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
      Straight to a bang in the teeth
      Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
      Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
      Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
      Run you right out of your street
      Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
      Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
      If I shout "oi, them man there best skip"
      Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
      Trip, get splashed
      Couldn't care less about my man's gang
      We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
      You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam

    2. @keandoflores4215 on

      Santan from the v-v x AJ
      Man mystic with the pen like J.K
      True say, I ain't really a drinker
      But I got love for brandy like Ray J
      Champagne popper, .44 chopper
      In the black Nike bomber, heartbeat stopper
      Half-heart MC dropper
      45 wapper, leave you in states like Kaká
      AJ from the l-l x Santan
      Man's got style on the riddim like Gangnam
      Two young bruddas tryna eat off of music
      But we used to eat off of pebs and the sand bags
      Now we get money, music money
      Money that could put your girlfriend in a handbag
      White tee, Balenciagas, man bag
      Left-winger with a long stick like a granddad
      AJ Tizzy from T-H-E lizzy
      And I'm all out for the Lizzy
      I don't wanna look like you, you're broke
      And I've been telling broke bruddas move like Grizzy
      Still brandy but the hand ting fizzy
      Probs be in bin if a man weren't busy
      I'm a mic king, I'm a king on the mic
      And I'll spin bruddas till the whole scene gets dizzy
      Walk in the rave, smile on my face
      Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
      Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
      Straight to a bang in the teeth
      Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
      Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
      Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
      Run you right out of your street
      Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
      Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
      If I shout "Oi", them man there best skip
      Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
      Trip, get splashed
      Couldn't care less about my man's gang
      We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
      You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam
      Santan Dave from the Vale and Tracey
      Duck man down on the road, I'm pacey
      Two lighties on the phone, so facety
      One named Jordan and one named Stacey
      S with the S from the S, ask Showkey
      Dust man down with a mask like Tobi
      Tell a boy cotch, my man's telling me lots
      But we are not Gs so don't watch my face
      Ladbroke Grove is where I re- who?
      Man get burst up in the G- who?
      Came back with a fresh one, it's new
      Don't come around for a two with a blue
      I don't give a fuck if you're old or new
      I'll just go on like Blackpool who?
      Put a couple dead MCs in the grave
      Trust me, darg, you can go there too
      Trust me, darg, you can go there free
      I'll never watch F-A-C-E
      AJT from MTP
      Nike lab tracksuit, Nike ID
      Man got overly fucked in the beef
      Pretty sure I landed a bang to his teeth
      Man will get banged in the face by me
      Not my bredrin, banged in the face by me
      And me
      Man talk tough, we'll see
      Hit him with the left, right, left, right, left, right, right
      One jab, then I duck, then weave
      Come like Trevor from GTA
      If I bang man's face, man bop, then lean
      Kun Aguero, man dropped the shoulder feint once
      Quick kick then I drop man's G
      First time I link her, Nandos sweet
      £9.95, I swipe, then eat
      I one-two rap, she don't give hat
      Thiago Silva, man block, then skeet
      Had man screaming "Look, there's my man"
      Hand in my pouch like "Where? It's not me"
      Hand in my pouch like "Where? It's not us"
      Turned to my G like "Where? It's not we"
      So if you get boom with the .45 long
      It's a critical hit, no chance to repeat
      And if you see Arge in the cut with the dip
      You're pissed so quick your team should retreat
      But if you see Juss in the cut with his right hand tucked
      You're fucked, your team should leave, G
      If you see Rapz in the back with his hand in the bag
      It's mad, we came to see Ps
      Walk in the rave, smile on my face
      Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
      Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
      Straight to a bang in the teeth
      Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
      Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
      Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
      Run you right out of your street
      Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
      Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
      If I shout "oi, them man there best skip"
      Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
      Trip, get splashed
      Couldn't care less about my man's gang
      We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
      You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam