Salute Me Ghetts (Ft. Badness & Delusion (UK))

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Yeah, salute me
General status, you're men are all majors
So much higher in the ranks
I buss one, buss two, buss three
Why? I’m tied to my shank
And I ain't firing blanks so
I buss four, buss five, buss six
Or, I'm hiring a tank
You ain’t got a dime in the bank
It's not funny, wars cost money
You need funding? I know one thing
Me, I got enough to get the gun tings
So who run tings?
I'll be in your house when your mum's in
And if your kid's there too
Oh, well, them man will kidnap the little munchkin

[Chorus: Badness]
Don't salute the warriors
We let them niggas [?] warriors
[?] five with us
[?]

[Verse 2: Delusion]
I'm on an on-sight vibe
Head-top ting
Point blank five
Kill a man before he reach for his side
Two shots, one in his head
One in his chest, bang
Trust me, he won't come out alive
Forgive me if I buss mine or
Mum’s life I got a sawn-off
One shot will take your ear and your jaw off
Dun know
Cock back, blow your door off
Boss, general status
One loose strap will have your whole body shaking
I got a five star rating
I’ll run up in your bits, two guns up, blazing
Lick down anyone that stands while I'm aiming
Don’t care what I'm facing
You better stutter if you see my handgun raising