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Slaughter House Style

 

Slaughter House Style


Press record
Yo Poppa!
3 West shooker

Woii (Unruly)
Wickedness increase now, cho! (Unruly)
Weh me name? (Unruly)
Who run the place? (Unruly)
Woii yoii (Unruly)
Weh the gyal dem say? (Unruly)
Bad chargie
Woii yoii!
Cho!

Murder dem inna Slaughterhouse style
Kill bwoy middle day, a Waterhouse side (haha)
Notnice kill people and smile
And me fire pin dem no sharpen with file
Me have me Matic and a chill inna me house
But, Dosa a proll the rifle outside
Bwoy weh love chat nuff
Dem find dem dead with ten shot inna mouth side

Some force ripe bwoy, waan learn gangster world quickly
Me and me gun march out, and it fit me
Bwoy cyaan give me nine shot like 50
Dem haffi talk to the M16
Me see dem a talk nuff, so me call dem, "lip play"
You fi know, informer cyaan trick we
Any war fight, man haffi claim victory
Trinidad man kill dem quickly

Weh dem know 'bout double tapping?
From you diss Unruly, that a trouble trapping
We go circle dem ends, with a couple strappings
And the bwoy dem a bawl out, "Wha' that happen?"
One a dem a try run off (woii!), the maggy stop him
Dem a bawl when dem see me with the Kalish' a swing
The likkle puppet say him bad, and a dirt him a fling
Me MAK-90 sing sweet, like a Beres a sing
Me a no Agent Sasco, me a assassin
And any bwoy say him bad, a Jah Frass a frass him
People run! when the thing dem, knocking-knocking
Dem a bawl, and a this me a sing

Some force ripe bwoy, waan learn gangster world quickly
Me and me gun march out, and it fit me
Bwoy cyaan give me nine shot like 50
Dem haffi talk to the M16
Me see dem a talk nuff, so me call dem, "lip play"
You fi know, informer cyaan trick we
Any war fight, man haffi claim victory
Trinidad man kill dem quickly

Spain!
Bwoy cyaan mek me run lef' me place
'Cause a my place that ('cause a my place that)
Hey!
Something lef' dem 'pread out 'pon the road
And a my 'K that (my 'K that)
Cho!
When we talk 'bout shoes
You fi know a no Nike Air that (Nike Air that)
Aye!
The six panse weh me buy last week
Dawg, me like wear that (like wear that)

Some force ripe bwoy, waan learn gangster world quickly
Me and me gun march out, and it fit me
Bwoy cyaan give me nine shot like 50
Dem haffi talk to the M16
Me see dem a talk nuff, so me call dem, "lip play"
You fi know, informer cyaan trick we
Any war fight, man haffi claim victory
Trinidad man kill dem quickly

Woii yoii
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