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letra de the right place - masicka

[verse 1]
shot a lef’ the gun and every man a collect some
anybody run a get it, anybody run
gyal a bawl out say fi ‘member say a smaddy son
badness dem a copy so we paste you dung inna the grung
yeah man, a we that ‘pon dem ends a put gunshot in head
dem think dem bad, dem acting dumb, dem gi’ dem crack fi bun
no juvenile cyaan know which part me lock mi gun
matter a fact me devn lock mei gun, me got me gun
me full a bomboclaat money how shot fi done
pull up on dem ends and man a drop the rum
me nah gi’ dem no belly shot fi that damage the lung
(weh me point it?)

[chorus]
a inna head a the right place (pow)
a inna head a the right place (grung)
a inna head a the right place
and everybody know say the genah no like trace
(hold this)
a inna head a the right place (pow)
a inna head a the right place (grung)
a inna head a the right place
and everybody know say the genah no like trace
(hold this)

[verse 2]
p-ssy haffi dead when man a mek step
bring the uzi and the tec, yes get your head wreck
is a drive-by the bwoy dem a expect
so we walk dung, not even chance fi tek breath
boom, boom, man a get wet cop a tek set
gyal a tek weh, watch the bag a death threat
so dem a circle, look like dem no lef’ yet
so we go look fi dem, head shot no pet, pet
gunshot a whistle like kettle when the stove light
shot hold your head and tek a tour a it
any man it catch a catch a fire
yeah bredda, me know right
notnice weh the chrome point

[verse 3]
yeah, me a aim fi your head and shot a fly through it
a man a bawl fi water, that cyaan cool it
one strap, two clip, oil dung, smooth grip
any time me point, body gone a news clip
me say a big gun pop off, man a try move quick
shot a dive through lip, nothing no slide through hip
me see some a try bad, like say it soon fit
but we bad long time before the music
slow dung the car, cruise we cruise it
p-ssy dem young to war, fool, you’re foolish
me catch the bwoy dem a stray, easy food this
me never did a tell you the eagle soon pitch
(point it)

[verse 1 – rept]
shot a lef’ the gun and every man a collect some
anybody run a get it, anybody run
gyal a bawl out say fi ‘member say a smaddy son
badness dem a copy so we paste you dung inna the grung
yeah man, a we that ‘pon dem ends a put gunshot in head
dem think dem bad, dem acting dumb, dem gi’ dem crack fi bun
no juvenile cyaan know which part mi lock me gun
matter a fact me devn lock mi gun, me got me gun
me full a bomboclaat money how shot fi done
pull up on dem ends and man a drop the rum
me nah gi’ dem no belly shot fi that damage the lung
(weh me point it?)

- masicka

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