| Murder, murder
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| Unruly
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| Bomboclat dem DNA
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| Ayy, Dave East, what dem a do, mon?
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| Ya fuck
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| Trouble, kill it
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| Murder, murder
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| Bomboclat dem, bomboclat dem DNA
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| Wicked
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| Ayy, Dave East, what dem a do, mon?
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| Ya fuck
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| Trouble, kill it
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| Run it up
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| I cannot slow down, I ain’t done enough
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| Ran a few shots, fucked my stomach up
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| I done a lot, knotty dread with me yellin' bomboclat (Bomboclat)
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| I just bought another Glock
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| Give your ass a stomach shot
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| Shit bag 'em
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| I’m gon' get this money, they just get madder
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| My bitch badder, whip faster
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| Ran a lap, skipped past 'em
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| Wedgie niggas, bitch slap 'em
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| Duct tape 'em, kidnap 'em
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| Cop a Rolly on 'em
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| Bust it down and wave your wrist at 'em
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| Before I turned twenty-one, I been savage
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| The dope fiends I’m cool with, they been addicts
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| This glow I got, I been had it
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| Niggas think they rastas they first time watching Shottas
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| Spot you like binoculars, pull up fresher than Binaca
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| I’m the fronto smoker, black version of Alejandro Sosa
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| Shoot up your party before it started, now it’s over
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| Wild youngins, now we older
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| They smell that odor 'fore they pull us over
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| They ain’t stopping shit, we tryna push the culture
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| Niggas lose they life to these songs before the hook is over (Ya fuck)
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| You couldn’t tell me right from no wrong, was never looking sober
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| I’m actually focused
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| Half these niggas wearing Fashion Nova
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| This is pimpin', go get that paper like your ass supposed to
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| And when dem see me drippin' every day
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| Anywhere you see, me did a later day
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| Don’t play, bring the chopper anywhere
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| Dave East make ya girl sing a melody
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Woi
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| My uncle told me get low the minute that you see it’s hot
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| Plus he told me keep a Glock, he was knockin' Peter Tosh
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| Super Cat, virus dropped, tour dates, moved 'em back
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| Dirty nigga tellin' on the homies, you a sewer rat
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| You wanna run, it’s time to go hide, find me inside
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| Big spliff lit, knocking vibes, call Taylor, probably Buju
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| Making movies before you heard of Netflix or Hulu
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| Had a Haitian introduce me to voodoo before Fubu
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| I ain’t giving nothing up, you gotta rob me
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| Studying Dudus, you know, Christopher Coke, I’m talkin' Shower Posse
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| Youngin mindset, I catch a body, they gon' idolize me
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| I watched homies die and that shit traumatized me
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| We watch niggas shining, tried to plot the robbery
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| You look around, it’s only family
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| We landing at Norman Manley
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| Investing like Morgan Stanley
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| And when dem see me drippin' every day
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| Anywhere you see, me did a later day
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| Don’t play, bring the chopper anywhere
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| Dave East make ya girl sing a melody
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Woi
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| Unruly da boss, fully Jamaican
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| Dave East run the streets, demma a ease all 'em
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| Badmon will burn ya skin like we done blem
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| Uptown thugs, them a sing the street anthem
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| Kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| And when dem see me drippin' every day (Woi)
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| Anywhere you see, me did a later day
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| Don’t play, bring the chopper anywhere
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| Dave East make ya girl sing a melody
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Tell 'em man a kill it down, kill it down, kill it down
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| Bomboclat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Unruly , by - Dave East. Song from the album Karma 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп