Murda Dem

‎[Intro] Yo, Bubba, da gun yah buss sweet like sugar Ayy, some bwoy fi know dis (Know dis) Seh we nuh back from no war (No war) When mi claat di .16, yuh get more shot than mix tea Dat simple mean, some bwoy fi know dis (Know dis) Teacha nuh back from no war Hey, Jeffery Hype We never lose so far Aye [Chorus] It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby War me a pree, mi nah go wait 'til dem ready Wull a mi rifle dem grease up like a pot full ah gravy Nuh likkle .380 mi nah go buss It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby Kalashnikov ready and mi claatin' it steady Buss di Glock 'til it breeze cock and skin out like lady Di Uzi load faster dan Charter bus [Verse 1] Yeah, rifle shot mek yuh skull pop, yuh pulse stop, yuh muss drop Nuh get no chance fi buss back when buckshot from the clutch back Attack him rib cage like the mousetrap weh crush rat Maggy barrel ah spin like toilet water when yuh flush dat You likkle shit, if yuh neva mean it, why yuh chat dat? Mi rock back wid di black MAC, cock it, load it and mi clap that Yuh brain weh unda dat hat a fly weh like a ratbat Yuh stop chat, and start cry Yuh just a know seh shot hot? [Chorus] It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby War me a pree, mi nah go wait 'til dem ready Wull a mi rifle dem grease up like a pot full ah gravy Nuh likkle .380 mi nah go buss It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby Kalashnikov ready and mi claatin' it steady Buss di Glock 'til it breeze cock and skin out like lady Di Uzi load faster dan Charter bus [Verse 2] Buss it serious, nuh joke, anuh di Parkers AK, night lens, day lens, wid built-in darkaz Demnuh badman, dem just a walk and talkaz We have more Cartel than Colombia, more Mafia than New York has 'Cause a rifle, handgun, grenade, we fling 'pon corners And kill bwoy a Kingston, country and 'cross di waters Extortion, from who? Business man, owners of plazas 'Cause every rifle 'pon Gaza is Mr. Palmer's, so [Chorus] It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby War me a pree, mi nah go wait 'til dem ready Wull a mi rifle dem grease up like a pot full ah gravy Nuh likkle .380 mi nah go buss It nuh tek mi nutn' fi murda dem, dem bwoy deh a baby Kalashnikov ready and mi claatin' it steady Buss di Glock 'til it breeze cock and skin out like lady Di Uzi load faster dan Charter bus