"Shotta Yüte" lyrics

Rich badness
Yo

4-3-0 ah di badman code
Shot bruk up on yuh face, pussy everybody know, yeh
Pick up dat pussy out deh offa di floor
Dat shit yuh call yuh likkle wife, mi likkle whore

Wah gwaan yute, weh yuh at yute
Mi affi rapid up di matic til mi arm blew
Pussio walk inna mi place, get corn, yute
But weh yuh baby madda deh? Tell her, "Gwaan tru"

Lift up on ah matic, knock it rapid, nonstop, yeh
Big, bad, brave, know mi rich an mi bad
Nuttin nah gwaan inna mi place, not even sneeze or cough
556 fall, sound like needle drop (Woah)
One don, lone gunman (Nigga)
I been gettin money since mi touch pon di ground
You ain't got no hustle in you, I been thuggin' on my grizzle
Where he been at? They can't miss him
See them hoes blowin' kisses? Yeah, he right there
Murda ah pussy inna mi Gucci an mi Nike Air
Forward a halfway tree, buy a new pair
Teddy Bruckshot, head hot, brain nuclear
Who di bludclaat yuh ah extort here?
Ah pussy cyaa extort mi
Spen mi first check pon ah sig an ah SD
Shotta inna real life, si it HD
I make a bitch pay to post up like, "Say cheese"
Then I pay her ass to leave

Wah gwaan yute, weh yuh at yute
Mi affi rapid up di matic til mi arm blew
Pussio walk inna mi place, get corn, yute
But weh yuh baby madda deh? Tell her, "Gwaan tru"
Wah gwaan yute, weh yuh at yute
Mi affi rapid up di matic til mi arm blew
Pussio walk inna mi place, get corn, yute
But weh yuh baby madda deh? Tell her, "Gwaan tru"

(Top shottas)