Masicka - Dem Ago Dead lyrics

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Masicka - Dem Ago Dead lyrics

(Intro) So who gas dem up From dem diss the don dem ago dead man You know the thing go (Verse 1) Who gas dem up? Come wi go buss the cylinder Mathic in a lap Dawg half crack the window Wi nuh fly kick in a chest Mi nuh ninja Whole a the strength in a mi index finger Buss the cylinder, colder than winter Simple as you si mi dawg mi never left the intro Tek weh dem life yo could a faster than the sprinter Pu**y a joke yo tek badman thing fa? Buss the cylinder, tan in a yo bed Trigger haffi sub mi kick one in a yo head Cut the f**ery, from yo dis the don you a go dead Dem find yo body without the hand, without the head Buss the cylinder, things get dread O357 left yo thinner than a thread Run off yo mouth in a yo skin mi fire led Somebody buy fish, somebody buy a bread A nine night (Chorus) From you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead(lickle bwoyy) (Verse 2) Likkle bwoy try f**k round the system And love party fi k** dem A quick k** Yo si the Glock 32 a mi inkin That a bore people face and a strip skin Mi seh the pu**y dem fake like lipsing And waan cow mi down Mi gun a fire, guneriah a dem only gun Drive by pon dem endz and as dem hold the gun All who ahold a vibes haffi hold the ground (Chorus) From you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead(lickle bwoyy) (Verse 3) In a yo face mi run mi 3 star Wi nuh run joke clown Yo mussi waan bat fly Ghost town feel like you a king Pu**y we buss the most cloud Suh gwaan joke round till wi buss yo throat clown Run him down, gun him down In a yo face man empty da tek deh Nothing nuh nice like when bwoy feel dem get weh (Chorus) From you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead Bury dem, from you dis the don you a go dead(lickle bwoyy) (Verse 1) Who gas dem up? Come wi go buss the cylinder Mathic in a lap Dawg half crack the window Wi nuh fly kick in a chest Mi nuh ninja Whole a the strength in a mi index finger Buss the cylinder, colder than winter Simple as you si mi dawg mi never left the intro Tek weh dem life yo could a faster than the sprinter Pu**y a joke yo tek badman thing fa? Buss the cylinder, tan in a yo bed Trigger haffi sub mi kick one in a yo head Cut the f**ery, from yo dis the don you a go dead Dem find yo body without the hand, without the head Buss the cylinder, things get dread O357 left yo thinner than a thread Run off yo mouth in a yo skin mi fire led Somebody buy fish, somebody buy a bread A nine night