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popcaan - rpg (mavado diss) كلمات الأغنية

[intro:]
dread b-mbohole, a weh you feel like?
you cyan style none of di man friend dem inna no batty argument, bwoy
you nuh see seh you a fish?
a bad man song that?
hear wha’ gwan

ha!
yo shampoo!
st. thomas!
mobay!
rpg
spanish town!
weh dem a do?
(go get them!)
[hook:]
rpg (woi yoi)
doraine a go read ’bout ya bloodclaat body tonight pon di d-mn t.v
buss out di dread bwoy head, with the b-mboclaat
rpg
mi zoom up yuh funeral from ’08 tonight, and a watch it in 3d
rpg

[verse 1:]
b-mboclaat
wooi
bwoy take one month fi find chune
a wha’ happen to jamaican meek mill?
mi fit dem pack up like yellow bus
and none a dem don’t waan refill
di dread a nuh nothing fi me kill
yuh grave a nuh nothing fi me build
a walking ghost, so a free kill
rpg
bwoy ‘member a you tell jamaica “a bwoy like you”
a di axe dem mi use pon a bwoy like you
chop you up fine, like steam callaloo
five shot inna yuh head, and everything fly through
miller 9 know you a punk
all you a do a pull badman stunt
brand new smith and wesson mi go lift up
and mek di dutty dread bwoy swallow black blunt (hoii!)
wha’ do da bwoy ya weh bad every month?
weh nyam bere gyal inna him blue benz front
p-ssy, you done dead from ’08
inna ‘016 a yuh ghost me a hunt
ohh
mi mek you move in inna he-rs-
you cyan style jaime roberts
you fi talk ’bout over south beach when inna you face, tameka squirt
(bloodclaat than nuh man! a di big sister that)

[hook:]
rpg (woi yoi)
doraine a go read ’bout ya bloodclaat body tonight pon di d-mn t.v
buss out di dread bwoy head, with the b-mboclaat
rpg
mi zoom up yuh funeral from ’08 tonight, and a watch it in 3d
rpg

[verse 2:]
st. thomas!
guess wha’!
bwoy a tell mi him a god, mi nuh hail him
yuh brother is a fish, use the matic and scale him
bwoy haffi jump and rail him
every shot connect inna him, mi nuh graze him
bwoy, how mi fi t’ief chi ching hook?
and a mi give chi chi ching di song book
di sutherland dem don’t rate no d-mn brooks
boil that crook, when di glock cook

[verse 3:]
seafort, tell dem!
st. thomas man born, and mi proud
a mi grans pen friend dem will buss yuh head loud
funny god, marrow gone up inna cloud
mac 19 go lef’ him ‘bread out pon di road
uh huh
funny god, mi nuh tek press
gunshot mi send, mi nuh send text
bwoy a feel up dj khalid, and a tell bad man him a di best

- popcaan

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