Inside Out (Gimme That) by Chester P
Inside Out (Gimme That) by Chester P

Inside Out (Gimme That)

Chester P * Track #8 On From The Ashes

Inside Out (Gimme That) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Who's that? with the yout' that boot
That yout' with the cute yat
There with the boom bap
Cat with the 2Pac durag
Knew that crew that do pack
Roll up through that
Don't do that blud
Just move back
Who's that yout' with the strap
Things go down like that (blooow!)
Two point blank to the back (blooow!)
Came back then hit that
Quick that yout' with the chit chat
There with the big hat
Broke like Kit Kats
Smoke that shit that
Leave man licked back
Lean on kick back
Good rat is a dead rat
Kill that, dead that
Bun that, wet that neck back
Step back and you get that head cracked
Step back and you get jacked
Man in the game wanna burst champagne
Talk some shit get household names
Came from the block then found some fame
Time on top now shit's all changed
Money in the pot now sniff cocaine
Gun to the head like kid Cobain
Songs all pop with a ringtone made
Out on road where things don't fade
Ain't nobody wanna sing your praise
Bre's wanna get like Ringo days
Money must make 'til you're in that cage
Sonny don't talk just bring that wage
And it is so dirty, merky, filthy, nasty, gory, grimy
Gimme that gimme that
Rowdy rowdy passing by me
Gimme that grimy
And there is no time for bly me
'Llow me, try me, find me grimy
Gimme that gimme that
Rowdy rowdy passing by me
Gimme that grimy
Some cats woulda run that bun that
Come with the gun packed
Come with the slum wrapped up in a gun clap
Done that click click bang
And I brung that rum back
For the dumb cats and the dumb raps
Come back untapped in abundance
London dungeons
Anybody wanna bring that slum back
Done that blud now lets bun substance
Everybody get high like twilight
Midnight bumping ain't that something
Anybody wanna jump in front then
Go ahead run tings, done that London

[Hook]
This is a hellhole, welcome to the hellhole
You could lose your shell toe, money and your cellphone
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
And mister taxman we don't like your tax plan
Every time the cash lands, you'll be taking backhands
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"

[Verse 2]
Come through with the one two
Bun you, run you, gun you
That's what some do
Slum cats wanna come through
Hurt you, merk you quick
Ain't time for the Kung Fu
In the shadow of the young hearts
And guns bark and death becomes you
Some crews wanna come through hurt you
Stick things on you, boy you, wrong you
Sometime when the sun don't shine
And the young go blind
And they unload time
In a untold crime
And some hold nines
And the others hold knifes
And don't live nice
Only wanna hear their own advice
And roll on by like soldier mice
All young and bright
Not old and wise
With swollen eyes and their stolen cries
Kid with a bat in the back of the flats
Went mad on a cat in a clash for the cash
And the police with the gas came out in a pack
And the people in mass came out to react
Things out here go bump in the night
Man got jumped, man jumped in your Nike
Left bare foot now run for your life
Best try hide from the wandering eye
Sign of the times, crime on the line
Dirt or the grime, deaf and the blind
The dead and benign, the dread and the pride
The street I reside is a piece in my mind

[Bridge]
Inside out in a council flat
Took some time still bouncing back
Money must make it amounts to that
Inside out in a council flat
Inside out in a council flat
Took some time still bouncing back
Money must make it amounts to that
Inside out in a council flat

[Hook]
This is a hellhole, welcome to the hellhole
You could lose your shell toe, money and your cellphone
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
And mister taxman we don't like your tax plan
Every time the cash lands, you'll be taking backhands
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"
All you hear is "gimme that, gimme that"

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