Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Singing

Ready up inna
Tek dem to a level uh evil

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[Ayyyyy.............]

Dead dem
Its be...
singing, flowers bringing
Marrow, fly like pigeon in de
[mama
Ball ball woi...
Mama, hey mama buy a for your son
Cuz he around, now he gon die by my gun
I know you, know you gonna cry you come
When ya, see him lying on de ground
fly true face
Tear him like curt'n
See your mama cryin cuz you her in a burden
Boy erase, tomorrow him nah certain
Inform pon mi gun and mek ya dead before de iron

Dem say war, mi in and tek it ova
Boy face up funeral day dem have fi mek it over
Yes basically, it's like dem it pon mi shoulder
And mi bus it like a square off an informer
Dem boy deh nah bad
Dem have a bag uh
[ball ball....................]
Police de scheme de thugs dem empty de magazine
[ayyyyy...........]
Now de endin of de bag uh
I tell man bout gunshot fly true de boi gabadin
You wanna, die fast or die
My 4.4 mek ya didn't ya gyal
So ya kids didn't meant to
You know, we're killers
Gunshot to ya toe
De side, that's how we roll

They said I'm evil, David
And dem is my war
No sanity in these time
Gunshot fly dem dutty mind
Dem diss
Alright Cubans, rise up de dutty

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[ayyyyy........]
Dead dem