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Born Killa (Killer) lyrics with English Translations
[Intro]
Young Genah enuh
A me say, yo, c**kburn Pen, Grants Pen, South Side
Tel Aviv, Tivoli Yard, Drewsland, Portmore
[Chorus] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Verse 1] Hold on Me bomboclaat life no sweet like vanilla, born killer All sinner march with da tall thing yah, war winner Inna dem suck p**sy face me buss one inna Forehead a crack like the glass 'pon Paul Beemer P**sy come a war with a small spinner, your rass skin a bun up War nah simmer, MAC-90 pass me A clip me squeeze off, Uzi inna hand Me a real bomboclaat fiber glass bringer Yeah, from the Don say fi war the six pants inna the car Portmore me grow, but a Grants Pen me par Slam your face out a place, we lef' man 'pon the tar Canterbury no f rise a long SLR C**kburn Pen, Glock burn dem, dem cancel the war And all a who a call up me name Gwaan go tell me fans in the star
[Chorus] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Verse 2] P**sy, me nah go tell you say me cyaan dead Huggin's man nah run, south man a warhead Warhead fire skull crack, like scowl egg All when me friend dem beg peace, me nah beg Bwoy haffi dead, cah, we squeeze the rass led No nine night enuh, leave the rass bread Buy a suit case please mek a fast fled All a your friend dem a dead too, Waltom Shot dem p**sy deh fi me dem me no like, yo From bwoy fi dead, God know, right now It a go f**k up if me buck up inna five-o Becah me nah run lef' the boss brico Drive slow 'pon dem corner the light low Like snow, so me hear cold, am I nice now Any p**sy diss, any p**sy dead Me crack it inna any bwoy head God know
[Chorus] Me a bloodclaat killer, nah change Dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Yard man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Outro] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Chorus] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Verse 1] Hold on Me bomboclaat life no sweet like vanilla, born killer All sinner march with da tall thing yah, war winner Inna dem suck p**sy face me buss one inna Forehead a crack like the glass 'pon Paul Beemer P**sy come a war with a small spinner, your rass skin a bun up War nah simmer, MAC-90 pass me A clip me squeeze off, Uzi inna hand Me a real bomboclaat fiber glass bringer Yeah, from the Don say fi war the six pants inna the car Portmore me grow, but a Grants Pen me par Slam your face out a place, we lef' man 'pon the tar Canterbury no f rise a long SLR C**kburn Pen, Glock burn dem, dem cancel the war And all a who a call up me name Gwaan go tell me fans in the star
[Chorus] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Verse 2] P**sy, me nah go tell you say me cyaan dead Huggin's man nah run, south man a warhead Warhead fire skull crack, like scowl egg All when me friend dem beg peace, me nah beg Bwoy haffi dead, cah, we squeeze the rass led No nine night enuh, leave the rass bread Buy a suit case please mek a fast fled All a your friend dem a dead too, Waltom Shot dem p**sy deh fi me dem me no like, yo From bwoy fi dead, God know, right now It a go f**k up if me buck up inna five-o Becah me nah run lef' the boss brico Drive slow 'pon dem corner the light low Like snow, so me hear cold, am I nice now Any p**sy diss, any p**sy dead Me crack it inna any bwoy head God know
[Chorus] Me a bloodclaat killer, nah change Dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Yard man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
[Outro] All dem a talk we a bloodclaat killer And me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Me gun deh yah now, anything a anything a General like Dudos, rassclaat Fletcher Miller Me say me a go dead with me finger 'pon the trigger Becah man a born criminal, dead sinner Man a murderer, bread winner
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