Lyrics:
Good weed, good vibes
Can feel the hot like in the hell
The winter never stops this shell
With the drum and bass let's shot this bass traight in your
Aye hear me a say ('traight)
Da one'ya ah fi di real hustla dem
Aye Dinero, aye Dre Skull
Watch 'ya!
Real thugs
Hustle fi di money
Hustle fi
an bubble pon
Find a party fi tek out di trouble on
Popskull dedicate dis one to every victim and all ex-con ('traight)
Like the feeling's right, goin'
Me a ya as
A one month traight now me have har pan pause
Any weh me go me get a gyal me nah fi talk
A just m
e style dawq
An me no fuck likkle Pickney
Funny, di closer dem get fi yah
Di more dem aguh pose a threat fi yah
Which cup yah aguh drink from? Blood or water?
Mi tek 'traight rum fi no regret dem,
THEY FEELIN ME DOE
$TREAM ME
EHHH
$TREAM ME
EHHH
$TREAM ME
EHHH
$TREAM MMM $TREAM ME HA
$TAY WOKE HIGH
$TAY UP TONIGHT
PREPPIN $TRAIGHT PREPPIN
YOU
gyal me ah recruit fi di team
Gyal pussy nuff, me grab it up inna di scheme
Cocky bun you hotter than laser beam, 'traight
Gyal don't wear no, don't
Yeah, state Unruly State
State, Unruly State
Unruly 'traight, yeah
You know my style don't cheap
Woman haffi love my style, mhm yeah
Fish
wan we link up pon di acre
Seh she horny an' round deh ah wait pon me (vroom)
Pull up inna mi 'traight jeans and mi Bape ganzi
Me a real badman,
to your heart
Straight to your heart
I can't get to your heart
Five seconds to your heart s
Traight to your heart
I can't get to your heart
She said
now my reala end in estate
Good Lord willing my kids will be $traight
I'm trying to leave a legacy that leaves some food on the plates
For generations
OF GAME$
WE ALL RU$H $TRAIGHT 2 THA $AME FATE
IZ IT 2 MUCH JUST 2 BREATHE
IZ IT 2 MUCH JUST 2 BE ME
WHY DO WE QUE$TION HOW TO BE FREE
WHY DO WE ASK WHAT
should be on yo List of names
Gone and shoot another dart at me
What's my name
What's my name nigga
What's my name
Yeah, traight through your skin
Pass
Wait for high tide
To migrate
Past a new fate
Never late
Build up your traights
You got the muscle
I got the guns
You wanna hustle
I got the funds
on the grind
Fuck these niggas, we ain't never gon flop
Staying lowkey taking stairs to the top
Going traight to the top
Tell me why we for stop(yeah)
Nigga I
All my bruddas out there chasing money that's a real traight
Plug she done put it in my drink make sure my pill straight
Drive the scat to meeting super
paper straight
I was wondering if my bank state
I was wondering if my beautiful banky baby boo shes traight
You know I love my pape
Yeah
Dem cyaan' blame when me and di dawgs dem touch e road said way enuh
Ah survival ah di key, yuh hear dat? ('Traight)
Bramma Fry
Father God
Aye Dre Skull ('traight)
Yo Anju Blaxx
Unruly ah talk, don't?
Which path mi grow
Long rifle ah shove out
Regular people head shell out
All if
to Portmore
St. Catherine, Spanish Town ('traight)
No new friend, no new face
(Put it into consideration)
(Cah me an' you fi build a nation, 'traight)
Drive me mad, love yuh bad (love yuh bad)
Drive me, drive me mad, love yuh
never be apart
Wanna live and love the desire
I wanna see your love growing higher
I wanna feel you traight from the heart
You will never be alone ...
yuh seh light skin
'Traight yuh a foolin', yuh inna nuttn wid skill
Nah fade deeven wid di dawg trim
Dawg dem a chappa machete yuh betta belt
Yo
said so
So come on baby let it rain
I am addicted to your sugar
Put it traight into my veins
You're something cheeky
You're somthing rude
You got
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