One voice
Yo
Niggas don't know
Fourth generation, you know?
Right
All right
Four generation
When the rifle cloud, big, big, all a fire
McCoy Lane, Plain Land, rifle must be a tough ball of fire
Cremsman, chop off them head, bone body with half a dial
Finna land
Body dey a grave side, await pon the pastor, prior
Trigger squeeze, hit a kick
Chrome forty, Mr
Smith
Hunger inna it
Rifle with the fitter grip on me fingertip
90 Me bus'
Then the weed and ninja kick
Shot inna face, skin a rip, chinna chip
Backa di bullet a weh di fire pinna lick
Crush a body in a pit, fling it inna sh- Cremsman, poppi maze up
Tell dem
When di rifle cloud, big, big, all a fire
Mowgli lane, plain land, rifle must be a tough ball of fire
Cremsman, chop off dem head, bone body with half a dial
Finna land
Body dey a grave side, await pon di master, prior
Long run, short catch, stash, stash clad fret
Bullet bore dem up like dog mesh
Long back rifle when it start stretch
50 Kali chop them up, them partless
People say me heartless
Man a coulda meet, day middle, night, darkness
Revenge so the trigger get a hard press
The nine ball dem kick like Suarez
The A1 chop off dem head and people dead
When di rifle cloud, big, big all a fire
Mowgli lane, plain land, rifle must be a tough ball of fire
Cremsman, chop off dem head, bone body with half a dial
Finna land
Body dey a grave side, await pon di master, prior
Trigger squeeze, hit a kick
Chrome 40, Mr
Smith
Hunger inna it
Rifle, with the fitter grip pon me finger tip
90 Me bus' then da weed and ninja kick
Shot inna face, skinna rip, chinna chip
Backa di bullet a weh di fire pinna lick
Crush a body inna pit, fling it inna sh- Cremsman, poppi maze up
Tell dem
When di rifle cloud, big, big all a fire
Mowgli lane, plain land, rifle must be a tough ball of fire
Cremsman, chop off dem head, bone body with half a dial
Finna land
Body dey a grave side, await pon di master, prior
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