T.R.F, sure yuh hear bout we, ayee

Aye pussy R bad up inna real life

Aye pussyhole C don't feel hyped

Place get dark like seh we nah no street light

Guard up, ten toes down, yuh aguh dead if yuh slip drop guard and leff it

Nah say me nuh affi take my chance

But Fada God protect mi part weh mi stepping

Cause di enemies out there

Ah lucky thing mi do this without fear

People start feel rifle start speak when dem don't hear

T.R.F, sure yuh hear bout we, ayee

Mi dawg out here still ah trap

And we fulla signal, we network cyaa block

Cause when war get hot, dem run call for di cops

Yo R.I.P Hammers dawg, Pitchy and Hot

And free all di mafias weh down ah cell block

Yuh know how di thing go, di badness cyaa stop

Cause loose lips do di talk, we do di mash

And Bman and John Doe dem rifle never stash

Widdi fuck dem feel like?

Aye pussy R bad up inna real life

Menace, ask yuh friend wah it feel like

Fi taste, hot K shot steel bines

Dat ah hot sun and drama inna real life

Rapid burst straight outta di steel pipe

Like dem forget seh we do this inna real life

Tell ah pussyhole C don't feel hyped

Place get dark like seh we nah no street light

See dem ah talk dawg but we nuh do capping

Say dem have gun like dem buy di last matic

Careful cause some long rifle ah block traffic

Real badman dawg we nuh stop knock it

Headshot di man get when JamDawg knock it

See him put up him hand, like say him coulda block it

Same thing dem woulda do mi dawg if mi did ah lacking

But mi rather jail time than ah brand new casket

Wah dem ah try meds dawg?

Cause couple done drop guard and dead gone

Nuh feel yuh coulda fuck wid badman mental

Say dem lock dem ends, but cyaa walk stretch dem legs dawg

Couple killers patrol pon foot, no rental

Eat up dem food, dumpling and lentil

Yea K shot, face shot, send pussy anuh dental

Ready fi sin, ready fi kill and dem know dat

Every grave dig di same size ah wah mi sure bout

Start humble and stop talk wah yuh nuh know bout

Just ah lil rookie ah still try fi learn route

But we know di killers and we know di drones dawg

Everybody know yuh inside when killers roll out (when killers roll out)

Ayee

Mi dawg out here still ah trap

And we fulla signal, we network cyaa block

Cause when war get hot, dem run call for di cops

Yo R.I.P Hammers dawg, Pitchy and Hot

And free all di mafias weh down ah cell block

Yuh know how di thing go, di badness cyaa stop

Cause loose lips do di talk, we do di mash

And Bman and Jondo dem rifle never stash

Widdi fuck dem feel like?

Aye pussy R bad up inna real life

Menace, ask yuh friend wah it feel like

Fi taste, hot K shot steel bines

Dat ah hot sun and drama inna real life

Rapid burst straight outta di steel pipe

Like dem forget seh we do this inna real life

Tell ah pussyhole C don't feel hyped

Place get dark like seh we nah no street light