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Smif‐n‐Wessun

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X amount of things Boot Camp Click, Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up Riding through (Yes) Ahhh (Proceed me forward) Gunshot me rewind You requested it so re-rewind, re-rewind Cocoa Brovaz 'pon the borderline Test my sound and you're dead same time Boom bye bye, -gunshot- in the fuckboy head The shots be flying, now the fuckboy lie dead Two shots dead to him chin Enemy or friend, fake the funk, I'll put the junk to an end Now who the rude boy wan' test the top dog? I find his family to I.D. him in the morgue I bet you never thought I bust shots Surprise, I'm a fortified blunted head just like my dreads You try test my champion sound, you're getting bucked down Recognize my Boot Camp Clik out of Bucktown Gun thirsty, loco bastard Always blasted from the sacks of cocoa off Mother Gaston You say you're number one wicked selector I say you punani and I wet ya Keep the bull 'fore I pull the damn trigger 'Cause you don't wanna test me when I'm tipsy off the liquor Like the funk they call McGirt, got his feelings hurt Showed his true colors, had to yank up his skirt Now he's in misery, trying to cop a plea Pistol whip him head from Gunn Clappa Numba Tre, see Lick off a shot, you know nigga rider Lick the shot, punani not, one fire Now every man wan' be Don Gorgon All around New York niggas be talking but we be stalking In the dark's when the dogs start barking But in the day be wary of where you be walking Sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing Me not sex, me rough like the wicked youth in me The fucknigga that be buggin' off the truth, you see Original criminal, run the town Crime pays, that's what I practice, so act If you won't get blasted by my nine shots Come around my block, find a nice spot in the pine box Murderer, nigga killer Holding power filler, we 'bout to get iller Soundboy got nuff reason to worry Coming with my troops, we's about to bury Better pack it up to move in a hurry Ease up, seen? Looking at my pager, it's about that time To load up the nine and do my daily crime Warriors, conquerors, the man before ya Mr. Rippa AKA the enemy killer My man with the weed is my man indeed And all you sucky-ducky niggas catch knots with speed We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing Lotta bwoy gwan get dead tonight, duke As I retreat the two five from my Timb boots Target 'pon sight, trigger 'pon cock Just your pupils'll see a dead bwoy walk Nuff pussyhole gwan die this year Here comes my Boot Camp sliding to the rear It's the reign, hurricane still licking shots More untouchable than niggas with the chicken pox Dreads and 'fros out to get the doughs like Bisquick From now until Louisville, still packs the biscuit (Ninety-Nine) Smif-N-Wessun O.G.C. is the beast from the East And Gunn Clappa Numba Tre Bring the realness, feel this, boom is back, move to feel this Come to let you know what the deal is Straight up, we serve justice So if you can't be trusted, may you return where the dust is Click click, boom boom Yeah, for real Cocoa Brovaz 'pon the set Ya know a soundboy dead Smif-N-Wessun Hear the lick off the make-man Smif-N-Wessun alongside Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up Riding through A where we look, a where we look and say hey Tell them fi come if a trouble them want Boy, we are gonna lick them with the finesse and charm Tell them fi come if a trouble them a look Take a look, oh, take a look inna the Camp lyric book Tell them fi come if a trouble them want Boy, we are gonna lick them with the finesse and charm Tell them fi come if a trouble them a look Take a look, oh, take a look inna the Scavenger lyric book 'Cause every page full of style and full up of fashion We no believe in pirate material My lyrics no rush and they're well original Christened and stamped with the seal of approval Original troop, I say, gimme a signal Fi put them to bed and give them the burial And me say Sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test Smif-N-Wessun, rasta, know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Boot Camp Clik, you know you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no take that fi fun Test the Black Arts, Kev and Jam-up, you're getting done We sing sound burial, no, we no