Aidonia - Buss Dem Head (Hot n***a Remix) lyrics

(Intro) Right here from the rise of di heart Riddle Sigh Mafia, gun shotta, gun shot (Spider productions) (Verse) Ya know I be damned be walk wit mi gun Look, mighty rifle boy see I run Pain box I done, Mafia send I done Bwoy mouth full-a naughty taste y a done p**y dead (Hook) Bust dead men with a Mac19 Buss mi dem till they up like n***a Shout cry too fearsome, I fight dya life in em Real guts stoler, real life art k**a Gun shotta in di air, mumble and ya will be dead Gun shotta nah ya head, bwoy see mi ah mi go Ni need mi ammo and mi bread But when mi pat paper, rifle mi use Murda them (Verse 2) Shotta beat again, shotta beat p**y, japa sleep, bullet scatter teeth Mi stand up wit di rifle, make a stand and they a beat Rifle declick di profit, real jump like f**-a-lit So, shotta beat again, people a-wheep again Feet em when mi catch em group up Won't leave-a dem, each o' dem, chyme find somewhere to run Double mi search ya, bullet inna yo bum-bum (Hook) Bust dead men with a Mac19 Buss mi dem till they up like n***a Shout cry too fearsome, I fight dya life in em Real guts stoler, real life art k**a Gun shotta in di air, mumble and ya will be dead Gun shotta nah ya head, bwoy see mi ah mi go Ni need mi ammo and mi bread But when mi pat paper, rifle mi use Murda them (Verse 3) Mac19 tall in di sky, shut inna yo fierce rifle Pardon aye-eye, pill pollute, have yo body swarm like a fly Django a b**h, Shanghai mi a fly Rules up invoke informer fit eye Shot inna ya head, I move on and ya cry No bwoy can see me count dem like monks I'm shaolin gun eye, coppa card mi a play (Hook) Bust dead men with a Mac19 Buss mi dem till they up like n***a Shout cry too fearsome, I fight dya life in em Real guts stoler, real life art k**a Gun shotta in di air, mumble and ya will be dead Gun shotta nah ya head, bwoy see mi ah mi go Ni need mi ammo and mi bread But when mi pat paper, rifle mi use Murda them