Mavado - Dem Dead A'Ready (Popcaan Diss) lyrics
[Mavado - Dem Dead A'Ready Popcaan Diss lyrics]
This come in like joke to me hahaha
Ahhh ahh ahh uuuh uuh uuh
Di bwoy shoulda hear when mommy tell you
"put your weapon down" see it
A Madden's fridge di pussy deh pon now
Dead yah now! Jah know
You no man? You fi stop trace
Poppy, mind me buss a shot
Inna yuh frock face
Mek mi rise every rifle from outta di Gully
Send you 6 foot deep between black space
None of yuh friend can war me
Pussy, when you see me, try harm me
Gully Side kill you and yuh army
Lef' dem stink, like Sharon punanny
Straight up, mi nuh call this a victory
Jah know
Unuh call this, a big man a beat up a pickney
Weh nuh grow all mi fans dem a laugh
This a war ya nuh fit me
Done know man a murder, strictly
Dem a fire RPG weh a go miss
The 40 still a full him up of shot, like 50
Mi a talk MAK-90 rifle, 45 calo
Yuh killy killy dem a money
Friends weh you borrow
My war arrow, gun powder pon marrow
Learn that inna yuh bloodclaat head tomorrow
You nuh ready fi di war everbody
A laugh him nuh ready
Him dead already
Mi a kill boy from long time!
Ohh, from long time! Pussy come a talk
And never know him a put
Him foot inna land mine
When me a kill people
Him a get box up and beaten
Cry every time when him boss call a meeting
Him waan dead, a flop-caan duppy season
Fi kill dem, mi nuh need 30 reasons
One line 'bout, "dutty dread"
Fish bwoy, with the bubbles inna fucking head
Rock off, and pop off, all yuh puppy dead
Step over dem yard and kill
All who nuh fi dead
Come a gwan like a Tuffy dem
Anyweh a Cherry Garden mi go fi dem
Come a chat like Nuffy dem
Kill dem easy, badness a nuh fi dem
Then nuh you, come a mi yard inna style?
Tell yuh Unruly fans say you
Sleep pon mi tile
Look how mi coulda kill you
In yuh sleep and smile
Gully Side rifle, soak inna oil
Portmore, feed him to the crocodile!
A wha' tek St thomas poca child?
Man a controoool
Yet the street have yuh file
Yuh nuh see underpants get
Yuh killy dem wild? You dead!
You nuh ready fi di war everbody
A laugh him nuh ready
Him dead already
Mi a kill boy from long time!
Ohh, from long time! Pussy come a talk
And never know him a put
Him foot inna land mine
Ahhh ahh ahh uuuh uuh uuh
Di bwoy shoulda hear when mommy tell you
"put your weapon down" see it
A Madden's fridge di pussy deh pon now
Dead yah now! Jah know
You no man? You fi stop trace
Poppy, mind me buss a shot
Inna yuh frock face
Mek mi rise every rifle from outta di Gully
Send you 6 foot deep between black space
None of yuh friend can war me
Pussy, when you see me, try harm me
Gully Side kill you and yuh army
Lef' dem stink, like Sharon punanny
Straight up, mi nuh call this a victory
Jah know
Unuh call this, a big man a beat up a pickney
Weh nuh grow all mi fans dem a laugh
This a war ya nuh fit me
Done know man a murder, strictly
Dem a fire RPG weh a go miss
The 40 still a full him up of shot, like 50
Mi a talk MAK-90 rifle, 45 calo
Yuh killy killy dem a money
Friends weh you borrow
My war arrow, gun powder pon marrow
Learn that inna yuh bloodclaat head tomorrow
You nuh ready fi di war everbody
A laugh him nuh ready
Him dead already
Mi a kill boy from long time!
Ohh, from long time! Pussy come a talk
And never know him a put
Him foot inna land mine
When me a kill people
Him a get box up and beaten
Cry every time when him boss call a meeting
Him waan dead, a flop-caan duppy season
Fi kill dem, mi nuh need 30 reasons
One line 'bout, "dutty dread"
Fish bwoy, with the bubbles inna fucking head
Rock off, and pop off, all yuh puppy dead
Step over dem yard and kill
All who nuh fi dead
Come a gwan like a Tuffy dem
Anyweh a Cherry Garden mi go fi dem
Come a chat like Nuffy dem
Kill dem easy, badness a nuh fi dem
Then nuh you, come a mi yard inna style?
Tell yuh Unruly fans say you
Sleep pon mi tile
Look how mi coulda kill you
In yuh sleep and smile
Gully Side rifle, soak inna oil
Portmore, feed him to the crocodile!
A wha' tek St thomas poca child?
Man a controoool
Yet the street have yuh file
Yuh nuh see underpants get
Yuh killy dem wild? You dead!
You nuh ready fi di war everbody
A laugh him nuh ready
Him dead already
Mi a kill boy from long time!
Ohh, from long time! Pussy come a talk
And never know him a put
Him foot inna land mine
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