Intro

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