| A me murder unuh friend and unuh know that
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| Yow, weh unuh feel like?
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| Hey!
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| Jump out a the Bimmer with the .16, yeah
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| Buss it inna face till the clip lean, yeah
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| Pussyhole get him head fix in, yeah
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| You think the MAC-11 fire whip cream?
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| No bwoy no gi' me chat inna me system, yeah
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| Splash out your brain 'pon the windscreen, yeah
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| ATC hammer built in
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| Rass! |
| Wait till the base mix in
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| No nasty badness, man haffi keep clean, yeah
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| Forty me tuck inna me ripped jeans, yeah
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| Bwoy get it and go drop out a Christine deh
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| Christine send Miss Jean the pic, see him deh
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| A bare gun man live a Big Tree, yeah
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| Put a strap 'pon the 'K, make it swing freely, yeah
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| Clip inna your mouth, mek your lip bleed 'way
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| Black boss, rub the 'matic, make the thing wheelie
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| Yo, Draze, who gi' dem gun, hombre?
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| Rassclaat, one more funeral Sunday
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| Eh, eh, squeeze it till the nozzle ugly
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| Heh heh, pussy d’even get a chance fi run weh
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| Haha, squeeze it inna face, squeeze it inna face
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| .40 inna haze, inna haze, skin a blaze
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| Every gun me own come straight from the States
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| Get the shots by the case, but me vex if dem waste
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| Me a the kingpin inna the show
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| Gun bark, unuh can’t send beginner fi pro
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| We send people go live inna the earth
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| Like, how nuff a dem a live inna me flow
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| Every clip a double row when you see me duppy show
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| And s’maddy a go bawl, me chilling and touch the road
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| Strike force, guerilla badness
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| Every rifle full and every kutchie loader
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| Pussy, unuh think man a street fighter
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| Rifle a blow like the pee piper
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| Turn on the tree, how tree viper
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| Rearrange your mouth, make your teeth wider
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| Bwoy nightly the .90, me sleep sider
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| Inna bush 'pon me belly like a real sniper
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| Pussy can’t trick me with no peace neither
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| Peace treaty? |
| Hold the peace, beat it
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| Yo, Draze, who gi' dem gun, hombre?
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| Rassclaat, one more funeral Sunday
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| Eh, eh, squeeze it till the nozzle ugly
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| Heh heh, pussy d’even get a chance fi run weh
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| Haha, squeeze it inna face, squeeze it inna face
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| .40 inna haze, inna haze, skin a blaze
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| Every gun me own come straight from the States
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| Get the shots by the case, but me vex if dem waste |