paroles de chanson
Yo,
Stainless
Turf!
Hey,
Kareem
Ice
Cold
Flicksing
We
no
fear
dem
army
Step
inna
di
place,
circle
dem
and
set
it
up,
dawgs
is
up
Yo,
fi
dun
some
fool,
dat
a
one
tree
Some
bwoy
fi
know
See
dem
a
pree,
pree
Difference,
enuh,
no
a
popcaan
Heh
Step
inna
di
place,
me
no
face
screwface
Only
thing
me
show,
me
teeth,
a
toothbrush
and
toothpaste
Fassy
me
you
no
face
with
your
gun
inna
your
waist
No
bwoy
no
don
fi
me
after
me
no
cool
face
Lef'
your
gyal
pon
di
base,
she
get
blazed
inna
haste
If
a
gyal
flip,
get
a
next
chick
fi
replace
No
time
no
waste,
gyal
a
get
lace
Hot
gyal
draw
mi
attention,
me
no
have
no
time
fi
gaze
Anywhere
me
step
gyal
a
psst
and
a
follow
Some
a
scream
and
a
holla,
dem
want
the
sledge
hammer
Dem
grab
the
shirt
collar,
me
no
mix,
me
no
wallow
Have
her
up
inna
the
Probox
or
the
Impala
When
it
come
to
badness,
never
you
diss
us
Things
we
no
discuss,
head
a
go
savor
like
discus
Mama
see
your
crime
scene,
vomit
how
she
disgust
after
this
buss
Yo,
if
a
money,
me
can
count
the
amount
a
coil
Gyal
check
me,
she
can't
count
the
amount
of
style
Gyal
love
how
me
flex
mi
profile
The
Gucci
clean,
the
Louie
V
no
soil
Anyway,
build
a
foundation
fi
the
offsprings
Hustle
hard
fi
the
food,
no
join
the
laugh
ins
Gyal
a
wait
the
date
fi
the
autographin'
Gyal
a
fly
in
often
like
dem
have
wings
When
me
say,
"D&G",
me
no
mean
no
soft
drinks
No
bwoy
can
buy
dem
clothes
yah
with
offerings
Gangsta
no
fear,
we
no
fear
We
bad
anywhere,
diss,
you
disappear
Same
say
we
flow-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Same
way
we
flow-low-low-low-low
Is
like
dem
no
hear,
sound
it
out
loud
and
clear
Me
no
keep
mi
enemies
near,
gangsta,
send
dem
below-low-low-low-low
Send
dem
below-low-low-low-low
Step
away
from
the
hypocrite,
the
crosses
Me
no
regular,
me
no
go
inna
every
parties
Hustle
fi
miself,
me
no
work
with
no
bosses
Tek
the
food
quick,
me
no
matter
what
the
cost
is
Touch
the
road,
me
nah
go
suffer
fi
no
losses
Me
see
dem
a
pree
me
through
mi
darkest
glasses
Ghetto
youths
step
out
with
ambition
No
matter
the
condition
nor
the
admission
Me
change
up
the
flow
just
like
a
transmission
Is
a
money
mission,
you
ago
love
the
transition
Nothing
fi
prove,
tek
the
groove
from
Stella
Cut
the
riddim
Kareem,
gimme
the
acapella
Back
pon
the
track,
getting
it
all
together
Me
no
matter
the
time,
the
weather,
haffi
make
the
cheddar
Climbing
up
the
ladder,
still
a
pree
the
badmind
brother
Me
always
have
a
gyal
'cause
me
never
Rockafella
Gangsta
no
fear,
we
no
fear
We
bad
anywhere,
diss,
you
disappear
Same
say
we
flow-low-low-low-low-low-low-low
Same
way
we
flow-low-low-low-low
Is
like
dem
no
hear,
sound
it
out
loud
and
clear
Me
no
keep
mi
enemies
near,
gangsta,
send
dem
below-low-low-low-low
Send
dem
below-low-low-low-low
We,
we
no
fear
dem
army
Step
out,
tek
the
food,
we
no
tarry
Yo,
fi
dun
some
fool,
dat
a
one
tree
See
dem
a
pree,
pree,
pree,
yeah
Yeah,
Stainless
Dem
bwoy
deh
brainless,
a
so
the
set
up
Hot!
Blaze!
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