410 – Mad About Bars

410 – Mad About Bars Lyrics

Artist: 410
Song: Mad About Bars

Part 1
So, this is the definition, of giving the streets what they want
You’ve asked for it
Let me deliver it

Ballie on when I step
Right left, right, and then left
Would’ve thought his friend was a opp
Cah he left his bredrin for dead

Oui, oui with the nine
Or sku-du-du with the ten
Ay, sku-du-du-du-du-du-du for them
Kick down doors

Think again, you mug
Du-du-du-bow, might kick down yours
My plug gives me the loudest bud
Chip, that smell like yours

C4, Baghdad, FB, 4T
The fours, we’ve been on tour
The fans on my back, I like that doe
Vids we’re giving them more

sh#t then crazy mad-up, mad-up
Get splashed bro, open your thoughts
Switching sides, how many times?
I swear down it was like four

And we seen man across the road
Quiet down, you don’t wanna be fours
Feds on my back, they know we’re breaking the law
Man just love talk sh#t, get shot

Man’s doing up goals on the paigon block
Girls love me and I love them not
‘Cause I ain’t got time on my hands that’s long
Crash don’t dance man you must be lost

Man two-two step or I one-two bop
Can I get a two-one wings in the box
That’s a one-two meal for a two-two don
Trap hard you ain’t got no prof’

Man crossed the road when I diligent bop
OT put my hands on box
Nine-to-five ’cause I’m on my job
Feds came to my door at one

Tried to ask if I bunned that don
sh#t den, I don’t speak English
“Non j’étais à la maison”
Smokey, smokey

I love the elephant zoots
Better move from me, you ain’t my g
No, you ain’t getting no twos
f#ck a ID, it’s straight on-sight

If I don’t recognise you
Ratt, ratt, that’s bro, bro
Gonna start stepping on yutes
GD out the can, the opps dem scared

Yeah he was pressuring yutes
No food in your belly, your armpits smelly
Plus you was stepping in Loubs
When you hear that bang, just know it’s gang

Something like bombs on tubes
Everyone raps, everyone bangs
More time I don’t know these yutes
Get man down if he don’t comply

Back man’s blade, tryna take man’s eye
Back man’s friend, ’cause I back my guy
And it breaks my heart when a man don’t ride
Crash, crash at a next man’s house

No love for a yute if he runs his mouth
See I love this life and I love this bow-bow
Switch off a next man’s child
Man run up in blocks like they ain’t got lifts

Man’s deep in the pond tryna catch some fish
Let me put it like this, they were never on piss
Now they’re stabbing up kids
And I’m sick of this sh#t

Man I’m sick of these lies
Man just pull up and fry
GD, that’s bro, can I get that pole?
Man pull up and pull up and sku-du-du, bye

Ballie on when I step
Right left, right, and then left
Would’ve thought his friend was a opp
Cah he left his bredrin for dead

Oui, oui with the nine
Aye, sku-du-du-du-du for them
You don’t like that?
Mad About Bars: season two

Let’s close the curtain in style
You know we had to give the streets two
Can’t leave with just one
AM, Skengdo, let’s take it in, man!

Part 2
Dont gimme no chat
Shut your mouth, don’t gimme no chat
Oh sh#t, haha, tell them!

Xin Zhao Xin that’s samurai YAM
Drill business, damn!
Don’t give me no chat
Shut your mouth, don’t give me no chat

Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz
Xin Zhao Xin that’s samurai YAM
Real talk, don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth cah it stinks, it’s mad

Beef? Who? Where? Don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth ‘fore the ting gets backed
Ay, don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth, don’t gimme no chat

Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz
Xin Zhao Xin that’s samurai YAM
Real talk, don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth cah it stinks, it’s mad

Beef? Who? Where? Don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth ‘fore the ting gets backed
See the ting get backed
Leathers go on, no face, it’s mad

How can you switch and think you’re bad?
Was a b#tch back then, still a b#tch in your gang
Running away, you’re screaming out nan
Better strap up, you don’t wanna be a dad

Feel sorry for the kids, that’s bro ’cause it’s mad
Ay sweetness, come over here
Whine up your waist and bring it all back
Back it up, just back it up

Don’t worry, I won’t tell your man
Ay, sweetness, come over here
Wind up your waist and bring it all back
Just back it up, just back it up

Don’t worry, I won’t tell your man
Skeng get dough, better know that’s man
Three rounds that’s bro and he served them packs
Remember that day when we caught that guy

He pissed himself and you know that’s facts
Man over there tryna say that we’re jarring
When you was out still wetting them flats
Throw up C’s, CG crashers, it’s F Block

‘Cause you’ll be coming from dads
Skengdo, why you so rude?
Dip man’s chest ’til the blood turned blue
Sparkz done shaved up an eediots head

He was upset ’cause it didn’t go through
Sku-du-du-du-du-du-du-do
See a one ‘ting like. “Hello, boo”
She was all peng, she was all cute

I ain’t that buff, I’m an average yute
And I know I’m a average don
But still, I was mad as hell
Now I feel like Chucky, I just need my Annabelle

Sky News, buck-buck
BuniB just rang a bell
Came home looking f#cked up
Now your mum wished that she had a girl

Gas guns, what’s wrong with these fake yutes?
Chat, chat, now them’a chat ‘nuff
Chat wass and he ate two
Eight, two that’s eighty-two

Times five now we’re onto you
Or nine, nine that’s eighty-one
Plus forty-seven plus twenty-two
Mathematics, just adding up

Y.AM sav, just stab him up
Ç’est la vie, ç’est la vie
Très bon, that’s patterned up
Ay, man charged up like fully

Buzz Lightyear, yeah, I’m Woody
Like old school you get hoodied
Man crossed the road and get bullied
Don’t give me no chat

Shut your mouth, don’t give me no chat
Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz
Xin Zhao Xin, that’s samurai Y.AM
Real talk, don’t gimme no chat

Shut your mouth cah it stinks, it’s mad
Beef? Who? Where? Don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth ‘fore the ting gets backed
Ay, don’t gimme no chat

Shut your mouth, don’t gimme no chat
Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz
Xin Zhao Xin, that’s samurai Y.AM
Real talk, don’t gimme no chat

Shut your mouth cah it stinks, it’s mad
Beef? Who? Where? Don’t gimme no chat
Shut your mouth ‘fore the ting gets backed
It’s that real

I told you I was gonna deliver
We done it
Season two: let’s roll out
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Voice of the streets
The streets bloodclart listen
But you already knew that (Heh)
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From the album:
410 Mad About Bars (feat. AM & Skengdo)
Release Year: 2018