d.m.o.e dead chat (feat. king yq) şarkı sözleri
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuz
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuz
Dem boy feel seh they rougher and mines tougher
Big machine inna this big boy puffer
No more L's man already done suffer
My dogs come from the gutter
Bag full of karma, draw for the armour
Blood red splashed on your clothes like Prada
This type drama, turn you informer
Terrorise the whole place, call me Osama
This type ting lift your eye, your pyjama
I don't really feel seh they ready for the drama
Smoking on the corner, hella marijuana
Plus I got it cheap cause my cousin is a farmer
Bare man a actors, they don't want the drama
Them sell me out harder
Can't tell me suck your mother
Tump that down, one bang no drama
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuz
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuss
Sweet, seh dem badda man cold
Take a banger and roll, we get guns, take funds
I left another man cold, use me knife
Bust a throat like me nuh have a damn soul
Yeah, we savage and known, couple maggies and chrome
Can't catch me one spot, we do the robberies and roam
Me likkle dog like a strappy, couple bodies unknown
Better watch all your floss pon the block
Unless you have it pon shoe, we wan no a weh you from
Seh the wrong ting a dead chat
Me head hot the tech park, select that you get knock
Rifle a .223 a dead trap
The next chat we make watch, we press gas a head crack
Hey dem a badda smutty, dem a act like
Shub up your chest, we stab it like a hot pipe
Ask bout Yard Squad a we say not nice
Glock life on me right, now pussy stop try
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuss
Rat tat, man chit-chat but all that is dead chat
Bare man strap a shit, it's a mess, blood
Don't come round and you get finesse cuz

