Invaders by TeXFiles Lyrics
[Intro]
Yea, Yea (Yea, Yea)
Yea, Yea (Yea, Yea)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get yuh' shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get yuh' shit knocked off, head splitted
[Verse 1: TeXFiles]
I'm with it, I shitted, on the track take that P Diddy
I'm 'litty, like fifty, I got the powers you cowards ain't with it
Must be silly, call me billy, two guns, Kingston, West Indies
Oh really, you bout that life, you talk real hype, but scared to fight
Pull up on a nigga dump, dump
So many bullets flying don't know where it came from
Don't let go, what's your name son?
Doctors try to save him but his brain numb
Keep it G one thousand
That's the way we grow up where we come from
Keep it G one thousand
That's the way we raise where we come from
[Pre-Chorus]
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
(Verse 2: Don Steppah )
Wham to dem TeX
Stop di talkin' if a war ting, just empty the clip fire spark him, Blum'
That's the big dog barkin' loudly while the K dem' clattin'
Man a real G for the streets dog, so watch how yuh speak dog
My clarks will kick out yuh' teeth dog, head top 'affi get peel off
Pull up on yuh' 'blocka, 'ratatatah, nuh where fi runna' head full a coppa'
Yea, yea buss it any day yea, yardi' we nuh play yea, bare blood a spray yea
From a war ting, that's easy, one figure pon the trigga' and squeeze it
Suh, nuh badda' tell me fi ease it, beat it heavy body start move speedy
From a war ting, bring it all come, affi link up TeX wit the tall guns
Which boy door, kick it all dung, Huh, nuh badda' tell me fi calm dung
Yea, yea buss it any day yea, yardi' we nuh play yea, bare blood a spray yea
Kuff' Kaf wi nuh tek talk, gun shot a fly through yuh head path, yeah
Mek mi link up the Fiyah MC, den war dem want, fire, fire dem see den
Pre-Chorus]
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
Yea, Yea (Yea, Yea)
Yea, Yea (Yea, Yea)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get yuh' shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get yuh' shit knocked off, head splitted
[Verse 1: TeXFiles]
I'm with it, I shitted, on the track take that P Diddy
I'm 'litty, like fifty, I got the powers you cowards ain't with it
Must be silly, call me billy, two guns, Kingston, West Indies
Oh really, you bout that life, you talk real hype, but scared to fight
Pull up on a nigga dump, dump
So many bullets flying don't know where it came from
Don't let go, what's your name son?
Doctors try to save him but his brain numb
Keep it G one thousand
That's the way we grow up where we come from
Keep it G one thousand
That's the way we raise where we come from
[Pre-Chorus]
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
(Verse 2: Don Steppah )
Wham to dem TeX
Stop di talkin' if a war ting, just empty the clip fire spark him, Blum'
That's the big dog barkin' loudly while the K dem' clattin'
Man a real G for the streets dog, so watch how yuh speak dog
My clarks will kick out yuh' teeth dog, head top 'affi get peel off
Pull up on yuh' 'blocka, 'ratatatah, nuh where fi runna' head full a coppa'
Yea, yea buss it any day yea, yardi' we nuh play yea, bare blood a spray yea
From a war ting, that's easy, one figure pon the trigga' and squeeze it
Suh, nuh badda' tell me fi ease it, beat it heavy body start move speedy
From a war ting, bring it all come, affi link up TeX wit the tall guns
Which boy door, kick it all dung, Huh, nuh badda' tell me fi calm dung
Yea, yea buss it any day yea, yardi' we nuh play yea, bare blood a spray yea
Kuff' Kaf wi nuh tek talk, gun shot a fly through yuh head path, yeah
Mek mi link up the Fiyah MC, den war dem want, fire, fire dem see den
Pre-Chorus]
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real G's (Yeah)
Toast to my real niggas (Yeah)
Toast to the real, G's (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Some boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted
Boys love to talk, but I'm with it, get your shit knocked off, head splitted