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Story

by Masicka








Story lyrics with English Translations





Uh huh (uh huh, uh huh, uh huh) Uh huh, uh huh (uh huh, uh huh) You know we bring the ink to life Masicka enuh
Two a dem a 'par from baby stage Suffering like slavery days Use to skip school fi smoke Craven A's Rough, that's the way dem raised Dem never have no lady ways Puffy was the gangster though Tyler d'even pierce him ears
Puffy tell him, "Stand up youth and face your fears" Never mek dem waste your tears As the years go by, Tyler start behave so fierce Tyler getting wilder, why? No one in this place no care Tyler lost both parents, waan better days appear
So dem touch up into teen High grade dem a puff up Shot a buss up in the scheme Tyler say, "The gyal dem love us Waan fi f**k us 'cause we clean" Try fi mek the paper, yeah, the crocus bag a green Moving f**k up! and dem mean Trusting no one, but the team
Puffy meet a gyal, him say him love her, a him queen Settle down and move in, at the age of 17 Still a roll with Tyler though, chasing all him dreams Puffy start move different, know weh that mean Plus Puffy get a youth and waan fi throw weh the machine Tyler still a thug it out Addicted to the street like a fiend To the street life, no sweet life You see him right, you scream!
Puffy try fi tell him say fi calm Tyler say the devil real him Him see hell, him no see heaven from him born Spliff inna him mouth, MAC-11 inna him palm If a solo then a solo, Puffy cold up, but me warm Puffy hesitate fi move, 'member him youth and say a psalm Dem cyaan do no harm" Puffy cyaan back down, a him give Tyler the first gun Give Tyler the first spliff, now time for the hearse come A Puffy was the killer when time they were young And if a bwoy violate a upside the world turn
Anyway, two a dem drop a jail Puffy gyal money proper, so the shotta got a bail Puffy try buss out Tyler, everything him try, that a fail Not even a Hi, not a hail, no phone call Tyler cry out inna him cell But Puffy get a Visa fly out and doing well And start push drugs and buy house weh big like hotel If Puffy dead or alive, Tyler couldn't tell
But it's like Jah move the spell Tyler back 'pon the road again So the gun dem haffi load again Tyler back 'pon the road again
Tyler get a link fi go foreign, as a contract killer Get some drop top Bimmer, and some hot gyal fi a Nyam the c**k like dinner, the mad black sinner On top, yeah, winner, him got that spinner But Puffy a no puppy, Puffy cash got bigger Big drug Lord enuh, top class nigga How him get the money, the cops cyaan figure Plus the killers dem waan wet him like him drop inna river
Couple months past, time fi something jump off Time fi Tyler get the job done, pick up the gun fast No, worry your head, man a go gun him down boss One night after club, when the duppy done floss Tyler get the car and get the mask From a war him nah go ask Him a pop off and mek it blast Never know a Puffy, just orders from the boss Fi kill him long time friend, brothers from the class Tyler pull up at the club, ready, waiting Puffy inside the heavy way, celebrating Tyler second inna the car a tell him bare things Puffy step out with a white gyal, very clear skin See him jewelery dem from far, couple milli wearing Couple dawgs round him, not even the devil scare him Strapped down, looking like a hell him raise him Him look fi couple second Pull the car with the right, 45 inna the left hand Tuck it inna him waist, ready fi buss it inna him chest and Creep up like rum, shot a beat up, that me deh 'pon Puffy spot the rake and fire first, whoops, the car tire burst Tyler second dead, that mean the boss haffi go hire hearse Tyler buss it back, all the gyal brain fly a dirt All who no die a splurt, a cops dem a try alert
Puffy gun empty, Tyler gun one in Puffy start run, a just the two a dem standing Tyler run him down with one shot inna the clip And if him squeeze and him no dead Him a go hold him and strangle him







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