S.a.s.

S.a.s. - Top Of the Globe lyrics

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It's Dipset, S.A.S., yes

Uh, Streets All Salute

You niggaz pussy, you should call your troops

Yeah



Verse 1

Mega:

Everybody saying what's the deal with the Roc

Never was a deal with the Roc, was dealing them rocks

We still at the top, you flop, like you shottin' them O's

I put my city on the map, we at the top of the globe, whoa

Cop a V 'til they make the seventh

I be rolling, patrolling, I'm David Beckhams (What's that)

23s, I ain't even 23

But I need my change trucky kinda like a Chevy B

In a few months you gon' see ourselves

Met Dame, next day we on TRL

Uh, the slum rappin', when the gun clappin'

It'll have his heart beatin' like a drum pattin'

Doin' dirt, movin' work is my ends bro

F reverse, raiders gettin' murked like a Benzo

See we used to move yay to them cats

And now we got the U.K. on our backs

So we gon' rep it for y'all



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S.A.S.:

But first you gotta just (keep me baby)

We went from shottin' them O's to rockin' them shows

And now we feel we at the top of the globe

So scream at me

(Repeat)



Verse 2

Mayhem:

There was times when the kid was hungry, I been fastin'

Now bruv, I'm gettin' this money, I been crafted

Shout on the top of the game, I been barfin'

You funny-style niggaz is lame, I been laughin'

See May' is a Euro gangsta, Blood

And we know, you're a prankster, Blood

Go steal some'n, I will backhand you

Squeeze and blam-blam you

Tape ya mouth, arms, and knees, and trashcan you

It was a long time doin' this (We been movin')

Now haters wanna ruin this (It's been proven)

We gon' reach the top, I know they love us

Killa and Jones guiding us like older brothers

Uh, and I'm grateful, they just made few

Now I'm signed, I bring the whole U.K. through

See, you can't claim what you ain't do

I'm still May', still bang with the same crew



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Verse 3

Mega & Mayhem:

Streets is crazy, [I seen my own peeps betray me]

Signed and sealed, so now you gotta keep me baby

[Uh-oh, it's a beefin' ting], there's no reasoning

[When you see Dipset don't try to speak to them]

Watch face, yo it's nuttin' cuz we grown now

[Everybody bringin' London in the zone, how]

You ain't been through half of my struggle

[Flippin' weight in the states where it's harder to hustler, yeah]

See you on bro, your man shoulda bought us

[We just reach in the clothes and send some'n for ya]

Used to be on the bench with 10s when you call us

Now we paid to represent like we lawyers

Me and Union [We movin']

Eurogang, we bang, plus we re-grouping, um

[Run lame], I see how you chumps changed

[You gettin' that chump change]

We heading for Trump change, umm



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