Vybz Kartel - Rifle Shot lyrics

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Vybz Kartel - Rifle Shot lyrics

[Intro:] 'Bout war inna di air Yuh marrow gone far inna di air After mi kuff up di Gullyside You a beg friend a Portmore, jacka** Di first man stretch out him hand fi help you, dah hand deh a chop off Rifle bounds inna yuh face, yuh bag get drop-off Barber bwoy, when you see real badman, you fi lock off! (Gaza mi name) [Chorus:] When di rifle shot dem start fi multiply Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly 'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem" How you so f**ing lie? A mussi clappas you a buss You is a barber bwoy [Verse 1:] Bumbohole! Come a talk bout war inna air (Kuff kwaff), bwoy marrow gone far inna air Shell down him ends, and piss inna di gully, mek Blak Ryno put di car inna gear 50 caliber kickoff inna pair Shot swell him up, turn di dawg inna air To di Gaza dem a nuh, nuh badman, dem a badman moviestar fi di year Stop bad up yuhself 'Cause if you see me, you haffi take weh yuhself Yuh dog face dent, when shot run inna yuh forehead and take wey yuh health Mi glad seh you know you a go dead Mek mi start it first, hold a shot inna yuh head Yuh neck pop like thread Steam a come out him face like hot bu*ter bread 'Bout mi a fire old gun, and him a buss a brand new chopstick Mi lick him down with a old spinners Mek him new gun match him new casket Mi get a shipment from Russia Popcaan, full dem outta plastic One a dem long like hand broom 29 longer than mopstick Pimpin [Chorus:] Rifle shot dem start fi multiply Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly 'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem" How you so f**ing lie? A mussi clappas you a buss You is a barber bwoy [Verse 2:] Hair stylist! A k**, me k** people, while a trim, you trim people When you ah fade, and a line, or shave, mi a roll out inna di tint vehicle Gwan hype up unuh stinking self True you a f** Stephen Notnice a di real badman producer Addi a di real Lord Evil Di bwoy invite me a party, like him waan me k** him inna di worse way Like him waan mi fi set off di bomb inna di cake, when Bounty a sing happy birthday Bwoy, mi nah go inna no Gully, better unuh link me a Street Vybz Thursday Any funny move Bwoy marrow fly 'way, weh go drop inna di bird way [Chorus:] When di rifle shot dem start fi multiply Only thing inna di air, a just yuh brain a fly 'Bout you a, "buss up di rifle dem" How you so f**ing lie? A mussi clappas you a buss You is a barber bwoy

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