Sizzla - Bad Man Left Di 44 lyrics

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Yay yay ya ya
Heyey, when I play yaya yahayhay I can't expr

Jamaica!, boom (Dexterity)

Gangsta no left di 44, 44
Dem mothafuckin' skull bore
(whoo) , skull bore (hey hey)
Dem get bullets 'til dem sore
Dem fuckin' body wash up on di seashore
(ah, whoo, huh) bad man no left di 44, 44

Dem mothafuckin' skull bore
(whoo) , skull bore
Dem gettin' bullet 'til dem sore (brrrrt bye)
Da mothafuckin' body wash up on di
(goddam whoo) seashores

Bring me dogs, me a test him
Full o' mi coppers, I lef' him
Fix 'im proper, God rest him
Diss a sucka, no test him
Me ah gon beat a man
Lest any guns de partner me ject him
Be a goods ta turns take him
And you won't mi gon catch him
Cleanliness will sort them out

No more constant word of mouth
Nah makes em bonka flare dem out
Now our brrrt flare dem out
From da boom me curse dem out
Anyone told to run off your mouth
Never come back here to our
Turf to test it out

Bad man no left di 44, 44
Dem mothafuckin' skull bore, skull bore
You get bullets 'til you're sore
Fuckin' body wash up on di fuckin' seashores
Ow gangsta no left di 44, 44
Your mothafuckin' skull bore
AK's, make ye dung pon
Di mothafuckin' ceiling to the floor

Pagans don't mention no blasted trim to me
Don't bring no corruption, nor the sin to me
Don't mention 'bout pollution of
The skin to me ayy it's a blessin' from the
Most High King to me
Don't mention your blasted house, car
Nor rims to me don't mention your chains nor
Your blings to me
Don't talk about your watches
No no rings to me
I got every blasted t'ing with me

I got di mothafuckin' guns dem bling to me
I blow your pretty-style brain, I got to me
You fuckin' fool, no war please
Don't bring it to me
I got bullets singin' for me, oww

Bad man no left di 44, 44
Your mothafuckin' skull bore, skull bore
Bullets 'til you're sore
Fuckin' bodies wash up on di damn seashore

Ayy, so I wanna warn ya
Before di Ks and di damn rocket launcher, oh
When dem see bad man advance, ya
Dem bodies like fuckin' trees get plant
Ya oh but tell dem don't take no chance, ya
Or else dem blood roll like water
Killin' fuckin' fools to me
It's my hobby, it's my laughter, rrrow

Bad man no left di 44, 44
Your mothafuckin' skull bore, skull bore
Your body wash on seashore, seashore
(hahaha pon di floor, pon di floor)

Bad man no left di 44
Nor the K, nor the Beretta
None o dem no no no nah
Nah nah nah nah huh ah whoah, ok