[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
