walk up to him Put me gun in a him face Face buss plus shell out the headback Lef brain katch pon di wall like bed top Out a mouth shoot out craven-a name red cat A nuh ras, suck p*u**yy dred dat Shot off turban muslim head wrap At anytime mek led clap Cause mi nuh lef me gun Me an it in a wedlock.
Verse 2
Gunshot Lef dem a crawl a grung People see him head an tink is a ball a bom Kick it off gunshot dem a swallow some Dat swell him up like biggie small & pun Crime scene him all a tun *lo** run like wen a wall a run(for the slow people, he meant *lo** run like wen a wall a build) Chelsea george guh run Juice guava plum 44 mawga none Mek dem mawga down Try nuh harbour none Frighten informa tongue Weh no have nuh gun Mek di llama hum Shot slam up dem head in a wall column Body get all a grung Stuff in a half a drum Matches an gas body hot start a bun Hot like lava grung Shot bite dem face like soya bun Duppy di bwoy a tun Funeral parlour fun Death news, mother 4th call a come
Chorus
Buss 44 cause di smitty sticky Tek gunshot Eh,eh,eh,eh Cant beg ask mi fi pity Tek gunshot Eh,eh,eh,eh Spit it sickly Eh,eh Gunshot a move like ball when chippie kick it Bullet in a head,bullet in a chest,full it in a neck,full it in a side Full it in a belly Buss di 44 cause di smitty sticky Tek gunshot Eh,eh,eh,eh Cant beg ask mi fi pity Tek gunshot Eh,eh,eh,eh Spit it sickly Eh,eh Gunshot a move like ball when chippie kick it Bullet in a head,bullet in a neck,bullet in a chest,full it in a side
Verse 3
When a time fi shoot me shoot No talk no talk Not speaking What greet him Glock beating Black bee sting Chop leaching Drop sleeping Shot heap in a him head an lef the top Leaking like hurricane roof weh waa stop leaking *lo** run like fifty man athleting Shot meet him Sick, favour shop weh yuh chop meat in Through nozzle in a mouth It look like wen some gal cock eating Shot jump out a di gun like cat leaping Family in a black weeping Casket them drop reet in Bomb up funeral Missile hot seeking Body look like axe we swing and chop tree limb That reach him Pasta chat preaching
Chorus
Verse 1 Verse 2 Verse 3
Outro
No say nuttn
jamaican5star said
14:28 01/26 2008
Wheeeeeeeeeel!!! .. Donia to Da Worlddd!!!
Silly said
00:29 01/28 2008
Aidonia ah di most lyrical dj rite now
-- Edited by Silly at 23:25, 2008-02-11
mark john said
19:36 01/28 2008
sooo f**king sick
sting said
19:04 01/29 2008
yo di tunnnnnnneeeeeee toooooooooooooooooooo crazy
mattbossy said
20:10 01/29 2008
mad post.......sooooooooooooo siick!!
littlemisslinkz said
04:40 01/31 2008
nice post
youngbux said
18:51 02/03 2008
him lyrics an flow wicked
KROSS said
18:15 02/29 2008
BLO*o*dcLATT IF ME NEVA SEE DIS ME WUDN'T NOE WHE HIM REALLY A SEH HIM SICK NO SEH NUTTIN
shardo said
13:04 03/01 2008
donia kinda ova d'weet inna "verse 3"
kinglaing said
16:21 03/19 2008
its anot chelsea george gu run...its chelsea drogba run
jamaican5star said
00:09 03/21 2008
Verse 3 Madddd yuh Phuck!!! .. mi cant even repeat di ting too fast to Raw
No say nuttn
Verse 1
walk up to him
Put me gun in a him face
Face buss plus shell out the headback
Lef brain katch pon di wall like bed top
Out a mouth shoot out craven-a name red cat
A nuh ras, suck p*u**yy dred dat
Shot off turban muslim head wrap
At anytime mek led clap
Cause mi nuh lef me gun
Me an it in a wedlock.
Verse 2
Gunshot
Lef dem a crawl a grung
People see him head an tink is a ball a bom
Kick it off gunshot dem a swallow some
Dat swell him up like biggie small & pun
Crime scene him all a tun
*lo** run like wen a wall a run(for the slow people, he meant *lo** run like wen a wall a build)
Chelsea george guh run
Juice guava plum
44 mawga none
Mek dem mawga down
Try nuh harbour none
Frighten informa tongue
Weh no have nuh gun
Mek di llama hum
Shot slam up dem head in a wall column
Body get all a grung
Stuff in a half a drum
Matches an gas body hot start a bun
Hot like lava grung
Shot bite dem face like soya bun
Duppy di bwoy a tun
Funeral parlour fun
Death news, mother 4th call a come
Chorus
Buss 44 cause di smitty sticky
Tek gunshot
Eh,eh,eh,eh
Cant beg ask mi fi pity
Tek gunshot
Eh,eh,eh,eh
Spit it sickly
Eh,eh
Gunshot a move like ball when chippie kick it
Bullet in a head,bullet in a chest,full it in a neck,full it in a side
Full it in a belly
Buss di 44 cause di smitty sticky
Tek gunshot
Eh,eh,eh,eh
Cant beg ask mi fi pity
Tek gunshot
Eh,eh,eh,eh
Spit it sickly
Eh,eh
Gunshot a move like ball when chippie kick it
Bullet in a head,bullet in a neck,bullet in a chest,full it in a side
Verse 3
When a time fi shoot me shoot
No talk no talk
Not speaking
What greet him
Glock beating
Black bee sting
Chop leaching
Drop sleeping
Shot heap in a him head an lef the top
Leaking like hurricane roof weh waa stop leaking
*lo** run like fifty man athleting
Shot meet him
Sick, favour shop weh yuh chop meat in
Through nozzle in a mouth
It look like wen some gal cock eating
Shot jump out a di gun like cat leaping
Family in a black weeping
Casket them drop reet in
Bomb up funeral
Missile hot seeking
Body look like axe we swing and chop tree limb
That reach him
Pasta chat preaching
Chorus
Verse 1
Verse 2
Verse 3
Outro
No say nuttn
-- Edited by Silly at 23:25, 2008-02-11
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It look like wen some gal cock eating
sick sick sick