Ghetts – Platoon (Old School Ghetts) (2010) | Track profile | Dork

Ghetts – Platoon (Old School Ghetts) (2010) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

Platoon (Old School Ghetts)

[Intro]

Yeah

Man are saying Ghetts is doing the same ting

Like he's better than he was back in the day

He ain't got the skippidy-skeng-a-leng

No, no, no, no gang-a-lang-a-lang

What you saying to me, fam-a-lam-a-lang, sta-dang-dang-dang?

He ain't got it no more

You liars

He can't do it again, he can't do it again, he can't do it again

I swear down

[Hook]

I heard him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

I heard a man say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

[Hook]

I heard him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

I heard a man say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

[Verse 1]

My mind works like my nine works

When I burst, eyes first

Arms next, thighs third

And you won't find me where police might search

I divert, next right turn

And if I get caught, I ain't coming out hench

Nah, famalam, I am not like Mercs

And that's not a send, that's my friend

My curse was really good, I'm really hood

They talk the talk, I walk the walk

If only you lot could see these books

Ghetto's old school like a Eastleigh crook

Steal, shh-shh, stab, kill!

There's 'nough man that don't believe G would

But I'm living on the edge, no windowsill

And none of you niggas wanna see me pushed

[Hook]

I heard him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

I heard a man say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

[Verse 2]

Fuck your badboy image

Tryna claim shit you never done

But we know real badboys did

If you think you're heavy, then I'm 11 tonne

But I'm at that stage of my life

I've been tryna get away from the hype

But it's dangerous times, it's safer inside

Backstabbers wanna come and stick a blade in my spine

Just cause I'm the skinny sort

They think they can fuck with me

Rudeboy, that's a silly thought, more than difficult

Please don't fuck with G

I'm stressed out

Just lost one of my niggas to a bullet (RIP Wallace)

I'm paranoid to the fullest

So even if you're looking, it might make me pull it

[Hook]

I heard him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

I heard a man say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

[Hook]

I heard him say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

"His old material will never die"

So how's he better than before?

I heard a man say "Ghetts can't do it anymore"

[Verse 3]

Them niggas ain't done no drive-by shootings

Watch when I buy my new ting

I'll be like yeah, I roll deep in a ringer, fuck it

Windows all the way down when I buss it

Faith like Evans, I'm a survivor

Aim my weapon, eye of the tiger

Try and free my venom, I was ever inside ya

If they like lemon, I'm a supplier

What? What? What? What's happening?

Different food, same packaging

And I still got niggas from Plaistow

Stratford, Ilford, Barking and Dagenham

And I'll run up battering anybody when battling

Black stallion, a man'll come through galloping

Yeah, you're all panicking

The old school Ghetto is back again

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