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Thiago Silva Karaoke - Dave (rapper) & AJ Tracey

This title is a cover version of Thiago Silva as made famous by Dave (rapper)
feat. AJ Tracey

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 144 BPM)

In the same key as the original: G♯m

Duration: 03:21 - Sample at: 01:17

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2016
Genres: Rap & Hip Hop, In English
Original songwriter: Prince Matthias Owusu Agyekum, Tyrell Demetrius Paul, David Orobosa Omoregie, Che Wolton Grant

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Thiago Silva

One six six
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 forty-four chopper
In the black Nike bomber heartbeat stopper
Half-heart MC dropper
Forty-five wapper, leave you in the 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 tellin' 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, forty-five 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 do 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-Kun Aguero, man dropped the shoulder feint once
Quick kick then I drop man's G
First-first time I link her, Nandos sweet
Nine ninety-five I swipe, then eat
I one-two rap she don't give hat
Thiago Silva, man block, then skeet
Had-had man screamin'
Look, there's my man
Hand in my pouch like
Where, it's not me
Hand-hand in my pouch like
Where, it's not us
Turned-turned to my G like
Where, it's not we
So if you get boom with the forty-five 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, forty-five 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
One six nine

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