Weed & Rum - Acapella - Mixed

Straight bull, no gyal can tell the general seh fi leave road
That rounds mi gun ah fire, pussy we nuh pree board
All when ah peace mode, 'member mi piece load
Mi leave inna di streets, mi nuh go to sleep mode

All when it come to gyal, mi sharper than tree sword
Tek mi eye off of nothin', weh di G can't afford
Lick ya, lick ya dead, like death off ah road
Uptown, wha gwan? Port more, Waterford

Chain 'round mi neck, an' a nuh frauder's gold
Watch pon mi wrist, yeah, she wanna roll
Drive out the Bimmer and ah speed pon the toll
I get a head from a freak pon di toll

If you don't understand my Ghetto
You should never come around
This is like every single day
Something's bringin' me down
Now there's a war in the street
No catch slaves on the town
If you're right, right now, get up and never back down



Credits
Writer(s): Saul Gregory Milton, William Frederick Kennard, Javaun Fearon
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