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Hazard Poshgad
Hazard Poshgad
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Israel Mcdonald
Israel Mcdonald
Songwriter
Jahvon "Sarge" Lothian
Jahvon "Sarge" Lothian
Songwriter
Lorraine Sylborne
Lorraine Sylborne
Songwriter
Treshanna Bailey
Treshanna Bailey
Songwriter

Lyrics

25 year fi dis you know 187 Don't Macka You know the code Gunman don't Brawling Done bad, can't change Wake up fresh and mi feeling special Give me a 1 cray and a rum special 31 clip de in a di hot metal Yo mi just run it out and full it back a petrol Bumboclaat Always have a ma tic pan my belly Cause mi naw go cemetery Rather collect commissary Clip ram up like the ferry Ratchet up and ever ready If you diss mi fly your jelly Make your friend them come defend it Glock them chip up and deadly Shot in a your face intensely Finger touch di trigger gently Everything race out it empty God in a your pocket Dawg you naw go be so lucky Yaw go dead, you could a guard up Mek your mumma fuck di monkey See through clip in a the fat Glock 20 50 stacks in a the backpack Mi full a links, full a contact Like the hat pan your head Mi fling a contract See through clip in a the fat Glock 20 50 stacks in a the backpack Mi full a links, full a contact Like the hat pan your head Mi fling a contract Yea, Spain town badness we do Back to no laugh with people Yea man, mi born fi evil Bat fly without a reason Betta you calm your ego Talk to the browning pan mi belly If you have a issue Shot ah whistle, none naw miss you Dem yah arms yah no carry hygiene Full a copper weh fi use and poison him Bright light weh mi give di pussy Ah no high beam Killa no run when we hear siren 187, murder See through clip in a the fat Glock 20 50 stacks in a the backpack Mi full a links, full a contact Like the hat pan your head Mi fling a contract See through clip in a the fat Glock 20 50 stacks in a the backpack Mi full a links, full a contact Like the hat pan your head Mi fling a contract Always have a ma tic pan my belly Cause mi naw go cemetery Rather collect commissary Clip ram up like the ferry Ratchet up and ever ready If you diss mi fly your jelly Make your friend them come defend it Glock them chip up and deadly Shot in a your face intensely Finger touch di trigger gently Everything race out it empty God in a your pocket Dawg you naw go be so lucky Yaw go dead, you could a guard up Mek your mumma fuck di monkey Mi no want uno come take Bumboclaat man badness fi joke you know my youth Yeah, mi no ramp with people Mi no ramp with, mi no ramp with people
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