UNDA DIRT (feat. Masicka & Tommy Lee)

Un-unruly Genahsyde, enuh Unruly Grung dem Money 'nuff, mi nah lie And it nah done Dem coulda run inna the church (grung) Killer, we guh put dem under dirt (grung) The pussy dem fi know me gun ah work And dem gyal dem haffi see me and go- Dem haffi see me and go twerk Dem coulda run inna di church (hoii) Killer, we guh put dem under dirt (grung, dem under dirt) The pussy dem fi know mi gun ah work And me bad from di fucking day me birth (woii-yoii) Wul on 'Cah man ah fire first, we never yet pose Face gone dem want a-next nose Strap up with me owna tings The chrome ah rinse like wet clothes Gunshot when me catch foes Grave ah dig, dem gyal ah lef' rose Close range, yeah, we get close From we ah likkle bit ah bwoy me a mek ghost So me ah chill wid ah gyal 'pon the West Coast She ah sing fi di don 'til she get hoarse Money an' duppy we mek most Dem nuh like see we wrist and we neck froze An' we a-lock down the world and a-take shows Murder when time the 'Tec show Everybody know seh ah pussy dem deh And if night tun day dem expose, wul on Look inna e gun Man lay down flat and look inna e sun, wah gwan? Long time me tell you seh me tell you don't Me tell you dem just ah carry gun, wul on deh Look inna the gun, boom Shot bruk him foot as him run, wah gwan? Long time me tell you, don't, me tell you dem Them just ah carry gun Dem coulda run inna the church Killer, we guh put dem under dirt The pussy them fi know me gun ah work And them gyal dem haffi see me and go- Dem haffi see me and go twerk Dem coulda run inna di church (hoii) Killer, we guh put dem under dirt The pussy dem fi know mi gun ah work And me bad from di fucking day me birth (woii-yoii) The dawg dem run inna yuh house like ah inna Narcos Pussy haffi dead, even if them rush a gah Hope Prowl up an' me buss me gun inna him mouth One inna yuh face in front ah di court house (killer) Killin' 'em, killin' 'em, killin' 'em (killer) Killin' 'em, killin' 'em, killin' 'em (rich) Million, billion, trillion, dawg We ah killin' dem fi-di-di shi-lli-lling Killin' 'em, killin' 'em, killin' 'em Killin' 'em, killin' 'em, killin' 'em My frenny them run yuh dung, gun yuh dung Middle day willingly killin' 'em Rifle lif' up and a-buss Rise up di Ca-Calico Zoom up them head 'pon me scope Buss dem throat like goat Me nuh join lippin, or nuh runnin', or nuh joke Boy try run and ah nuh Bolt Boy skin bun and a-nuh coke, him shout out God a-nuh nuh oath Them coulda run inna di church Killer, we guh put them under dirt The pussy dem fi know me gun ah work And dem gyal them haffi see me and go- Dem haffi see me and go twerk Them coulda run inna the church (hoii) Killer, we guh put them under dirt The pussy dem fi know mi gun ah work And me bad from the fucking day me birth (woii-yoii)