Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bout Yah, artist - Demarco. Date of issue: 09.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bout Yah |
| Tell dem Morris Code |
| Tell dem seh we rough a road |
| Ghetto youth nuff a road |
| Wi tried a the rough a road |
| Ghetto youths dem fi rich bout yah, bout yah |
| Dawg the beas dem fi pitch bout yah, bout yah |
| Fi mi sneakers fi criss bout yah, bout yah |
| But wi nah turn no snitch bout yah, bout yah |
| Wi nah promote no fish bout yah, bout yah |
| Cause the rifle dem nuh itch bout yah, bout yah |
| Suh meck mi tell some walawist bout yah, bout yah |
| Man wi put dem pon the fridge bout yah, bout yah |
| Real ghetto youths dem nuh f-k round |
| From yo fumble dawg yo dead in a the first round |
| Anywhere wi step it haffi shut down |
| Ghetto youths wi live in a big house up town |
| From Samacon back to Compound |
| Only fee a spend nuh waan fi hear nuh gun sound |
| Big up the real hustlers dem over down town |
| Mi waan richer than Joe from down sound |
| Hey, this is a hustling thing |
| Ghetto youths look wa the hustling bring |
| Go fi the house nuh bother go fi bling, bling |
| From Tower Hill, Max Field to cling, cling |
| Burn up, meck mi tell yuh another something |
| Nuh man nuh fi a meck a man a pimp him |
| Ready fi the road start up the engine |
| Fi meck money that a fi wi inthing |