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My Style lyrics with English Translations
[Intro]
Hey, know my style
Genahsyde, dem know my style
[Chorus] Me never leave, me gun (mo) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye)
[Verse 1] Bwoy haffi dead when me thing a fire, skin a bun the [?] fire Genahsyde, yeah, the AK a push a bigger fire Clear the thing, all then me a after that a Bimmer tire P**sy have to dead, all when him mother sing a prayer Brain itch up 'pon the wall, like it a fly a The chrome a clap, owner pop up, like piece a fire Me Smith & Wesson have a lesson fi go teach dem guy yah A head shot alone
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
[Verse 2] Same flame When you see me don't panic, man a drop it deevn connect God a just the sound from it Got the killer, got the guns fi f**k up the whole planet If me buck you with me gun, you're dead, the p**sy dem a comic Man a drop face first inna the dirt Grave that inna the earth Elder buss your head, a buss nah wave that inna your shirt Face flat 'pon your turf, inna da place that weh your birth So the killer dem a go to work
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
[Verse 1] Bwoy haffi dead when me thing a fire, skin a bun the [?] fire Genahsyde, yeah, the AK a push a bigger fire Clear the thing, all then me a after that a Bimmer tire P**sy have to dead, all when him mother sing a prayer Brain itch up 'pon the wall, like it a fly a The chrome a clap, owner pop up, like piece a fire Me Smith & Wesson have a lesson fi go teach dem guy yah A head shot alone
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
[Chorus] Me never leave, me gun (mo) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye)
[Verse 1] Bwoy haffi dead when me thing a fire, skin a bun the [?] fire Genahsyde, yeah, the AK a push a bigger fire Clear the thing, all then me a after that a Bimmer tire P**sy have to dead, all when him mother sing a prayer Brain itch up 'pon the wall, like it a fly a The chrome a clap, owner pop up, like piece a fire Me Smith & Wesson have a lesson fi go teach dem guy yah A head shot alone
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
[Verse 2] Same flame When you see me don't panic, man a drop it deevn connect God a just the sound from it Got the killer, got the guns fi f**k up the whole planet If me buck you with me gun, you're dead, the p**sy dem a comic Man a drop face first inna the dirt Grave that inna the earth Elder buss your head, a buss nah wave that inna your shirt Face flat 'pon your turf, inna da place that weh your birth So the killer dem a go to work
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
[Verse 1] Bwoy haffi dead when me thing a fire, skin a bun the [?] fire Genahsyde, yeah, the AK a push a bigger fire Clear the thing, all then me a after that a Bimmer tire P**sy have to dead, all when him mother sing a prayer Brain itch up 'pon the wall, like it a fly a The chrome a clap, owner pop up, like piece a fire Me Smith & Wesson have a lesson fi go teach dem guy yah A head shot alone
[Chorus] Becah me never leave, me gun (no) Buss it inna head a no people gun (boom) Full up the clip, bring a vehicle come (aye) Somebody face haffi meet the grung (aye) Cah me never leave me thing Me will shot out a face, believe me kid Fi murder a boy a easy thing Pop off and squeeze me thing (yeah)
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