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letra de slap it up - riko dan

[chorus]
clap it up, slap it up
p-ssy diss? me mash him up
clart it up, bark it up
p-ssy think i can’t be loved
buss mi gun, blood fi run
you think me come fi fun?
di whole of dem go dead right now
clap it up, slap it up
p-ssy diss? me mash him up
clart it up, bark it up
p-ssy think i can’t be loved
buss mi gun, your blood fi run
you think me come fi fun?
di whole of dem go dead right now

[verse 1]
i won’t have a bar if anybody trying it
headtop flying it, never stay silent
always on violence, till i give you guidance
free reign, never gonna see me on no timers
king of the jungle, brave like a lion is
heart so cold, i tell you, something like a minus
run up inna any man’s yard, start squeezing
trust me, fam, i won’t leave no survivors
there’s no surprises
’cause too many man ah move fake, yeah, like pythons
man can’t come on the ends with no license
kick bwoy inna dem face like m. bison
big man step in the place, they get frightened
shower man bars i laced, they’re all timeless
work all over the place, i’m like wireless
yeah, i’m like wireless

[bridge]
dem start di war
and know me ready fi go k!ll dem
know dem start fi ball
police dem gon’ go call
tings are no fun again
when me rise mi gun again
’nuff ah dem go dead
and watch dem p-ssy blood start run again
dem start di war
and know me ready fi go k!ll dem
know dem start fi ball
police dem gon’ go call
tings are no fun again
when me rise mi gun again
’nuff ah dem deh p-ssy haffi dead
dem blood ah run again

[verse 2]
you’re still listening
’cause i be tearing up the road like michelin
inna di battlefield, n-gga, i be pitching in
wear my army [?] tees in the heat
if you’re warm when it’s done, i will dress like civilians
best respect my insistence
if you don’t, then inspect my resistance
man ah bury dem all in one instance
i’ll bury them all in a m-ss grave
hard to believe that that fool would be that brave
don’t look back unless you’re looking for back pain
that’s right, yeah, look at my black face
when i’m on my ting, look at the sad face
heavyweight spitter so i don’t have to cat spray
bigger man, nah, me nuh inna the rat race
metal in the mout, my yout, how does that taste?
how does that taste?

- riko dan

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