Grabba Coolie - New Gun (feat. Mad Bull Cutty)
Yes
You hear me Grabba Coolie , mi little son
Up
A run the boy dem a run
Me see it
A me have some new gun a clap up now
And no any boy me a go make hold my gun
Because me no know who a sniff coke and who a drink rum
Coke head life a done
Well this yah war naaw go done
Make the walk mad bull
We got the new gun
With the shots can't done
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Weh a draw pon di ground we got the new gun
With the shot can't done
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Weh a draw pon di the ground
Gun rise like the sun, boy life a go done
We beat up the thing dem you think a kete drum naaw fi smoke no marijuana, naaw fi drink no white rumt
From a boy violate then you know him life done
Could a rough you could a tough
Could a clever rich gunshot a touch you up
Cause we have the City lock and we have we gun dem lock
VX Records have the gun dem cock
We got the new gun
With the shots can't done
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Weh a draw pon the ground we got the new gun
With the shotgun can't done
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Weh a draw pon the ground we got the new gun
These two a be bad man we live up in a jam down
The gun we own not a come here we gonna put it down
Everyday some boy get up and a walk with dem gun
A bend up dem fist like the King Kong son
If a man go ehh
Run dem wah run
You dip for your waist you no see weh dem tun
Couple see couple trick couple friend stay down
The figure dem fast dem feel if a stay down
We got the new gun
With the shots can't done
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When you draw pon di ground we got the new gun
With the shots can't done
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Weh a draw pon di ground we got the new gun
Run it Red shot a fly out of the nozzle
Man a drop on the ground by the dozzle
This a no M16 This no Mac 11
Bust me gun god a hear it in a heaven
Him done know we a kill out the devil
Right now we seh pan another level
Dig up dem grave with the fork and shovel
Then we bury dem with sand and gravel
Long time dem a give me a trouble
So me nah go make dem live comfortable
That's why dem a fi end up missing
Cause me nah go make dem send me
Make dem know set a Jah Jah give me blessing
Right now we a go teach dem a lesson
Young apachy inna the place keep stepping
And the people dem love how we living
We got the new gun
With the shot can't done
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Weh a draw pon di ground we got the new gun
We the shot can't done
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Weh a draw pon the ground
When they sight a bad man with his skin up on the throne
A call them bunk and call them clone
Then calm you like LAMB
Dem a make no sound
For you a bad man respect fall to the bone
You act like a girl street side you no fi roam
You fi stay at your yard
Answer the phone
Feel all the pigs and no make them gone
And when Sunday come eat ice cream cone
Little boy carry tilly
Big man carry tone
Boy you can't sit down in a big man throne
The new gun
With the shot can't done
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Weh a draw pon the ground
We got the new gun
With the shotgun don
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Written by:
Kjell Gordon, LESLIE MCCARTHY
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