Call it 44
Deh ya four twenty
Ain’t got no penny
Seh the fridge empty
I said empty Reggie? How u mean Reggie?
I said Empty the register or the scene deadly
Sumn a dem Bad man
Nuh ciare whe dem bad from
Em Leavin em two dots / pon em head, a nuh bunpun
Man em a cat call / on sumn oh long johnson
Hit em wid the bam bam
From uno run come call me better pay me
How u mean you cyaan? uno cyaan can´t
Dem a nuh waan nuh beef whe mi cookin it up gan bian
I´m all about the batter to get the dough thats wantan
I got em buggin like „who be dis?“ like my gambian
Bro darka Mandingo wi champion
Anybody wanna be a champion
Anybody get upon dat
Like levelin up pon invisible blocks like em a the mario box
Cuz dem a Jump pon / any motherf#ckin platform
Coulda gi dem a buzz but dem a nuh strapped
But di gyal dem a strap on
From uno Snow White
Nuh Fall fi the Huntsman
I’m choppin a Prick/Brick wid the Chopper upside down inna Handstand
Im the baddest rapper pon the planet but dem act like mi nuh baddy cuz mi skinny like a junkie and im austrian
Im a (Killler) brrrt
Writtens or Freestyle
Anybody else deh too predictive, t9
Kill any witness, riddim & veteran since I been Nine
I rep the best a the west like rassy and eastside, since nine
(mi nuh mean tech)
Whe Dem a act like dem live by the Glock/clock
But the only way uno kill time…
Wuz inna 9 to 5 / when you eat daim
You wanna hate the cypher? Bro get in line
I roll like Bliade pon a Vampire, no inline
Dem wanna Cut my paper like a roll-a-blade rotary trim knife
Feelin like trim a paper cutting, bwoy, mi nuh f#ck wid guys
But uno Get a Paper cut, uno wanna get up and thief lines
I run a bliade like iman a travellin in time, got em buggin and Rewind
Comin a once upon a time
Oldschool like a rotary dial
I never gonna drop (x3) like windsign
Keepin their heads ringadingin and rockin and ringin a bell inna ill mind
Anybody wanna get up way too fast
Copy dem a clone dem a share then bars
Anybody been a bit a biter pon the cypher never gonna get a A1 Class
Kill a mothaf#cka we are deejay-Stars
Any Rapper nowadays lookin´ “BJ Masks”
Deh ya pon em Bars and man a get upon a table
Anybody talkin bout to get em BJ fast
Mi nuh ciare bout that
Governor mi get em
Gonna beat em wid the Hammer
Gonna put em inna bin
You never gonna f#ckin wid the amityville
So the Bullet gonna buck inna their belly and ting
Anybody gonna scooby doo like Ellie and Ting
Governor Rugged a “Betsy bucket” dem heavy
I lobotomize em anybody pon a telly
And dem a nuh wanna hear so they gotta feel it a Governor shell it
Governor blast like Kardi B #ss
I givin dem boy a lobotomy pass, colostomy bags
I’m chopin em up inna body parts tun em a stuffin a pet
And I eliminate a the head a the dome
Man a choppin a pig inna thunderdome fast
Packin a mac inna the back a the ak inna nagano
Back a the lab Inna mask
Put em inna oven and impale em wid a copper pole ina Grimm-Style
Generally/Genna really Brigante like Grhyme
Never been a G but I’m inna mi Preem Prime like Nickelnine
How many mcs are really involved inna Real crime?
Truly did a slang em keys but I’m keepin it on the low
Billy Jean Style, G-Minor tell em:
Whole a dem a weak, like a free trial
Cyaan be a G and a snitch in the siame time, come again
Cyaan be a accident this rhymes wid 6‘9
Cuz dem gyal a minor, 6 plus 9, nother teen dyin deh deh in mind
Yo Mad Kid Luger, Come again, Pull up, Rewind
Call it 44
Deh ya four twenty
Ain’t got no penny
Seh the fridge empty
I said empty Reggie? How u mean Reggie?
I said Empty the register or the scene deadly
Im a (Killer) a the Dome like Tina Turner, Beyond Thunder
Teen a Turnin but mi nuh tun har
See mi see mi see mi see the hitman come sir
Dem too yung say dem nuh see/C me, dem made Stevie wonder
Dem been to yung fi become Willi wonka
Get em a Vita wonk-bar
Dem a nuh sick uno a hypochondria
Only L i took wuz my City-number, 4020, Gunnar
Got a 4:20 Prima Donna, gonna, kill ya´…
Bam Bam…
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