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Boo ha, pussy dem swear dem woulda get away Mi rifle an mi Glock a spray Dem cyaan diss Louie V yeah Bombo hole Nuh seh tings weh yuh doh mean Mi wi mek yuh blood run out like chlorine People dead when mi claat milli 14 Body drop pon di ground marrow float in Boy, swallow bullet like codeine Unruly camp murda yuh whole team Boy a beg fi him life but mi doh gi him Mek di shot from the MAG10 soak in Pussy yuh cyaan diss 3 West or Naggos Head Bokkle boom inna yuh house yuh cyaa 'tan inna yuh bed Boy dem a gwaan like dem impossible fi dead Pose up inna white shirt bullet a tun it inna red Trigga wi squeeze Bullet inna face now please, gun shot a fire no ease Trigga wi squeezing yeah Boy deh pon di freezer, chill den Trigga wi squeeze Man a scatter like rice and peas, rifle a speak Chinese Trigga wi squeezing right Boy bury inna black and white Rifle shot longer than mi Bimma key Saint Thomas bad man fling yuh weh a sea Di 16 bruk yuh up like figurine Gun dem nuh Swaggerific like Mister G A middle day mi go circle dem ends Zoom in dem big head suh clear pon di lense Pussy try hide but him doh have nuh sense 50 caliber just fly through di fence Fuck up dem defense Likkle force ripe pussy dem a brite up Real killy killy buss him head as him a hype up Shot inna him face plus him throat get a knife cut Him likkle funny bredda run weh weh did a size up Mi gun dem a bade inna grease whole night Cyaan see di bwoy suh mi bleach whole night Catch him a throw soap in a pan a one pipe Shot sing like Shenseea it flowing suh right Trigga wi squeeze Bullet inna face now please, gun shot a fire no ease Trigga wi squeezing yeah Boy deh pon di freezer, chill den Trigga wi squeeze Man a scatter like rice and peas, rifle a speak Chinese Trigga wi squeezing right Boy bury inna black and white Trigga wi squeeze Bullet inna face now please, gun shot a fire no ease Trigga wi squeezing yeah Boy deh pon di freezer, chill den Trigga wi squeezing, yeah eh yeah Woyoi, wicked Trigga wi squeezing yeah Bury inna black and white, woyoi Scatter like rice and peas, rifle a talk Chinese Trigga wi squeezing, yeah eh yeah

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