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Unruly
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Popcaan
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Murder, murder Unruly Bomboclaat do dem, Dane Ray? Ayy, Dave East, what dem ah do, man? Yuh f**k Trouble, killy Killy, man ah killy Murder, murder Bomboclaat do dem? Bomboclaat do dem, Dane Ray? Wicked Ayy, Dave East, what dem ah do, man? Yuh f**k Trouble, killy Run it up I cannot slow down, I ain't done enough Ran a few shots, f**ked my stomach up I done a lot, knotty dread with me yellin' bomboclat (Bomboclat) I just bought another Glock Give your ass a stomach shot sh*t bag 'em I'm gon' get this money, they just get madder My b*t*h badder, whip faster Ran a lap, skipped past 'em Wedgie n***as, b*t*h slap 'em Duct tape 'em, kidnap 'em Cop a Rolly on 'em Bust it down and wave your wrist at 'em Before I turned twenty-one, I been savage The dope fiends I'm cool with, they been addicts This glow I got, I been had it n***as think they rastas they first time watching Shottas Spot you like binoculars, pull up fresher than Binaca I'm the fronto smoker, black version of Alejandro Sosa Shoot up your party before it started, now it's over Wild youngins, now we older They smell that odor 'fore they pull us over They ain't stopping sh*t, we tryna push the culture n***as lose they life to these songs before the hook is over (Ya f**k) You couldn't tell me right from no wrong, was never looking sober I'm actually focused Half these n***as wearing Fashion Nova This is pimpin', go get that paper like your ass supposed to
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