Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Choppinz, artist - Masicka.
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Song language: English
Choppinz |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Wah gwaan bredda? |
I’m not doing too, too, bad |
Too, too, bad, too, too, bad |
(Choppinz) |
Wah gwaan Masicka? |
Who this? |
Kabaka this, di lyrical assaulter this |
Weh link a Equiknoxx |
And the di boss weh name Gasbaga gimmi a riddim and seh mi fi start a hit |
Yo simme but mi would waan yuh fi come listen and spit couple bars pon it |
The words dem a flow a no water this |
And di message dem solid like when mata mix |
Talk bout all topics, all weh di pastor miss |
Tell yo son and yo daughter don’t fall for tricks |
This is a flipping disaster ripping |
It faster than when di Drogba kicking |
A free kick always from Naldo a no pretty thing |
When di kingdom a scorch yo lip |
Through mi naw go quit mek dem heart a rip |
And dem falter quick |
Dem no smart a bit, by mi done talk dem a jump off a cliff |
Have di power like Noah inna di Hark a drift |
Down to aches like when yuh smoke half a spliff |
Den wi laugh at it, hark and spit |
Wi no fraid cause all weh dem talk a mit |
Dem soft like pudding and all porridge |
Flow dem stink like when fort a rip inna class |
And teacher dem ask a which a di student dem buss it |
And all a prince if a yuh |
And yuh know yuh no part of it |
Back to di topic, atton mi a dragging in di sand |
And dem cyaa seh di rass no fit |
How wi roll yah dem don’t know di half of it |
Yolo dem don’t know di half of it |
, Kabaka Pyramid and Masicka] |
Wi a di boss, wi no beg nobody pass |
Bebble rebel music a chop it up fast (Eh) |
Wi no beg nobody pass |
One motion a chop it up fast (Accurate!) |
Iko yuh a i boss, Equiknoxx wi a go chop it up fast |
Pabilo yuh a di boss, row knock a beg yuh chop it up fast |
Kabaka, di words weh wi hark hi straight |
That cause di ache, kick off di gate |
Dem start debate, no pause, no break |
No flaws a flake, our time pass di plate and mark di date |
Early to si mi go to class mi late |
Wi a fly first class and a party straight |
Tell ever rass wi go Europe across di place |
Di boss no fake, ital stew wi no waan no cake |
Fasting 40 nights and 40 days |
A tour fly pass 40 stage |
Show cost di promoter lock off di gate |
So wi no lost di faith all when it slow like frosted flakes |
Bungle nasty ways, dem rop off di face a di earth like flowers when it pollinate |
Wi no procrastinate fi go emancipate |
No matter because di weight haffi toast wid |
Good morning! |
Thank di lord mi wake |
Mi formulate di plan so dem call mi great |
Becah mi break di spell so no chalk no tape |
Lyrics speak everybody weh a pass a shake |
It pass a quake badmind inna grass a snake |
Dem heart a ache, yuh no easy hi no |
Wi rising like di water rate |
Lyrics paw CXC, no waan no cape |
Kabaka mi name, so mi cyaa be lame |
Kabaka mi name, so mi cyaa be lame |
Seh man a king, nuff a dem a pawn di game |
Rastafari di order name |
No war again, wi play war pon di border lane |
Wi no part of all di fame |
Nuff man a get caught up and all a get born again |
When mi get pon di track wid di big Masicka dem a go seh |
That mi gone insane |