Lyrics Hard Fi Dead - Masicka

Hard Fi Dead

Yo, you know the thing different already enuh
Dem a no hard man fi dead
Yo, you know how the thing go
Watch da style ya
Hold on deh
Gun a clap when gun a clap well
Gi' him everything inna weh inna the Askel
Copper mek your flatter, pussy head no stop swell
Cops dem find your body with a dead rat smell
Ask now, we no tek styling that’s gel
Go tell your boss gun cheap, shot sell
Pussy could a live but ay you get you black shell
Pussy full a lead and it a sing like Adele
Broad day gunshot a ring like a bell
From em gun show, blood haffi go flow like Pharrell
Likkle bitch get carrel, with the Israel Camel
You cyaan aim it already, just clear the barrel
Dem a no hard man fi dead, hey
We shot people fi nothing
Pussy from me name call man fi dead, dead
How dem a gwaan like dem a hard man fi dead, dead
And me say from me name call man we dead, dead
Hey, hold on then
Father God eight when me aim nine
Aim mine, bare bine, man a drop same time
A no play, play crime, buss weh the gay spine
Gi' him every bloodclaat thing, cah we no save coin
Day time murder, pussy haffi play blind
K send brain flying, something like a airline
Tell a bloodclaat duppy we no 'fraid a him
Buss throat, 3 star blade file
Born bad, badness dem a practice
Glock criss, when me see dem I will not miss
Hitch 'pon corner 'bout dem a drop six
Fold up when me roll up, like hot spliff
Head back that lift
Me a aim and cyaan miss, a mussi God gift
Escape gun man, you know that swift
Watch it mek me grung dem, weh me gun dem
Dem a no hard man fi dead, hey
We shot people fi nothing
Pussy from me name call man fi dead, dead
How dem a gwaan like dem a hard man fi dead, dead
And me say from me name call man we dead, dead
Hey, hold on then
The clip ram, the clip ram
Gi' him everything weh inna the Ingram
Help dem a look 'bout dem a link don
Dig up everything Waltham no dig yam
12 Gauge do the lad like seh we fling bomb
Bullet inna face, mek sure your chin strong
Which pussy think we left it, him wrong
Anyweh dem link a tun inna quicksand
Nuff bwoy say dem a go diss, the list long
Lift up two old strap and a criss one
Who run up haffi tun back like a Christian
Pussy deh a wasteman weh gyal a piss 'pon
Barber we buss dem head fi less than six grand
When you hear *bop* a no the one weh fix fan
Head fly, find which hand
Simple things fi we plan
Dem a no hard man fi dead, hey
We shot people fi nothing
Pussy from me name call man fi dead, dead
How dem a gwaan like dem a hard man fi dead, dead
And me say from me name call man we dead, dead
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