Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
How conspicuous, how vigorous
I've seen the ki's, it looks ridiculous
Judgin' what we do, how its ambiguous
Can't rely on the governor, the trap is feedin' us
We are, bad brothers, so don't bother
Slashed up like choppa, mullet proper
Since when did you f*cking rock the trend
Since when did you get this confidence (6)
Rocking matching tracks, doing this and that
Bellied up and the burkers all black
And its the same old faces, same old state
This what my g's flipped to aces to make this
Why you standin' in front like you gon' do something?
You ain't gon' do nothing, you ain't gon' bust nothing
My whole g's stay hungry you never see us running
Pull a burner out, of course we keep a gun in
The whole lot
But free my bruddas that been locked up in the box
Too many snitches that be snitching on the block
F*ck a opp (f*ck them), they don't know about Glock (bop)
My whole g's stay earnin'
This shit will never stop, grindin'
All my brothers put time in, gang shit
They call this side of me, I was that fool
That be actin' up in school
Now that I'm older I got me a lil' tool
Pull up to your ends, that ain't nothing real new
T in the flesh, yeah I step in red
All the lines bang, I just make 'em my bullets
Can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Tell 'em no bluffin', cuzzy whats good?
They know me I'm a don, son, straight from the hood
And if they want drama, watch the TV
They call me Benihana, when I'm OT
I'm weighing up the OZ, trynna make p
I'm still in the luxy doin' 180
And now they wanna talk about them boys there
I'm under the radar, trynna stay clear
And I don't wanna do the dirties, no f*cks
I've been doin' this since early
Tell 'em I'm swerving
Listen to my sermon
Daily, I'll tell you how the streets make an earnin'
Have you ever heard of, clingin' on the burner
Word up, Shimmy like I'm Timmy Turner
I was on the curb doin' dirt for the 6, murkin'
Tell 'em I don't work for the fiends
Apart from my clique and for all my OG's
I'm that kid from f*cking Hp
And if you trynna do me, tell 'em get it done, please
I know them boys need a dub
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Hp Boyz - Engineers Lyrics
Hp Boyz - Engineers Lyrics
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Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
How conspicuous, how vigorous
I've seen the ki's, it looks ridiculous
Judgin' what we do, how its ambiguous
Can't rely on the governor, the trap is feedin' us
We are, bad brothers, so don't bother
Slashed up like choppa, mullet proper
Since when did you f*cking rock the trend
Since when did you get this confidence (6)
Rocking matching tracks, doing this and that
Bellied up and the burkers all black
And its the same old faces, same old state
This what my g's flipped to aces to make this
Why you standin' in front like you gon' do something?
You ain't gon' do nothing, you ain't gon' bust nothing
My whole g's stay hungry you never see us running
Pull a burner out, of course we keep a gun in
The whole lot
But free my bruddas that been locked up in the box
Too many snitches that be snitching on the block
F*ck a opp (f*ck them), they don't know about Glock (bop)
My whole g's stay earnin'
This shit will never stop, grindin'
All my brothers put time in, gang shit
They call this side of me, I was that fool
That be actin' up in school
Now that I'm older I got me a lil' tool
Pull up to your ends, that ain't nothing real new
T in the flesh, yeah I step in red
All the lines bang, I just make 'em my bullets
Can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Tell 'em no bluffin', cuzzy whats good?
They know me I'm a don, son, straight from the hood
And if they want drama, watch the TV
They call me Benihana, when I'm OT
I'm weighing up the OZ, trynna make p
I'm still in the luxy doin' 180
And now they wanna talk about them boys there
I'm under the radar, trynna stay clear
And I don't wanna do the dirties, no f*cks
I've been doin' this since early
Tell 'em I'm swerving
Listen to my sermon
Daily, I'll tell you how the streets make an earnin'
Have you ever heard of, clingin' on the burner
Word up, Shimmy like I'm Timmy Turner
I was on the curb doin' dirt for the 6, murkin'
Tell 'em I don't work for the fiends
Apart from my clique and for all my OG's
I'm that kid from f*cking Hp
And if you trynna do me, tell 'em get it done, please
I know them boys need a dub
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
How conspicuous, how vigorous
I've seen the ki's, it looks ridiculous
Judgin' what we do, how its ambiguous
Can't rely on the governor, the trap is feedin' us
We are, bad brothers, so don't bother
Slashed up like choppa, mullet proper
Since when did you f*cking rock the trend
Since when did you get this confidence (6)
Rocking matching tracks, doing this and that
Bellied up and the burkers all black
And its the same old faces, same old state
This what my g's flipped to aces to make this
Why you standin' in front like you gon' do something?
You ain't gon' do nothing, you ain't gon' bust nothing
My whole g's stay hungry you never see us running
Pull a burner out, of course we keep a gun in
The whole lot
But free my bruddas that been locked up in the box
Too many snitches that be snitching on the block
F*ck a opp (f*ck them), they don't know about Glock (bop)
My whole g's stay earnin'
This shit will never stop, grindin'
All my brothers put time in, gang shit
They call this side of me, I was that fool
That be actin' up in school
Now that I'm older I got me a lil' tool
Pull up to your ends, that ain't nothing real new
T in the flesh, yeah I step in red
All the lines bang, I just make 'em my bullets
Can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast, our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Tell 'em no bluffin', cuzzy whats good?
They know me I'm a don, son, straight from the hood
And if they want drama, watch the TV
They call me Benihana, when I'm OT
I'm weighing up the OZ, trynna make p
I'm still in the luxy doin' 180
And now they wanna talk about them boys there
I'm under the radar, trynna stay clear
And I don't wanna do the dirties, no f*cks
I've been doin' this since early
Tell 'em I'm swerving
Listen to my sermon
Daily, I'll tell you how the streets make an earnin'
Have you ever heard of, clingin' on the burner
Word up, Shimmy like I'm Timmy Turner
I was on the curb doin' dirt for the 6, murkin'
Tell 'em I don't work for the fiends
Apart from my clique and for all my OG's
I'm that kid from f*cking Hp
And if you trynna do me, tell 'em get it done, please
I know them boys need a dub
Aye, can I make one thing clear
If he was in the trap brudda how are you here?
We be over there cuz, we in fifth gear
We move like the forecast our positions unclear
We can't hear nothing, they all disappear
All these machines, I feel like an Engineer
And we don't wanna hear about food or a budget
They know we Hp when we enter the dungeon
Writer: Juniorr Mika, Samoa Fune, Tino Taito
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid