We Nuh Fraid (feat. Popcaan)

Yeah

Yuh hear mi?

Yeah

A rich bumboclaat badness, yuh

Fully-aut' inna dem face

Unruly

Unruly nuh walk wid water-gun

Bwoi mek talk as him talk him drop ah groung

Shot a tump him like Mike McCallum

(Woi yoi)

Step inna di dance wid mi gun pon mi

Graze mek mi eye red like Campari

Move inna London like Bob Marley

Mek di ting dem beat like Don Corle

Deadly force

Man will mek yuh ghost

Peckham badman will rest di glock pon yuh nose

Dem know Rita Rose, when time di tec expose

Di piece a Drako lef' wul heap of hole inna yuh clothes

Shank him, rifle dem crank him

Sn1 bumboclaat tugs ah top rankin'

Pushin' badness cross London and cling cling

Bad before likkle Wayne dem a sing bling bling

Mek duppy fast and den mi gone sing sing

Mi nuh mek riddim like anju and din din

If annuh gyal pussy ah di trigga man finglin'

Clart up di K till mi finger dem tremblin'

Mmmmm

Umm, bwoi dem ah talk alot, but pussy we nuh 'fraid o dat

Nah, ah-ah

If yuh talk nuh fi murda dat

Mmnmnnnm, murda dat

Yeah

Arr, mi nuh 'fraid o dat

Umm, wi nuh 'fraid o dat

Yeah

If yuh talk mi nuh murda dat

An yuh know seh ah murda dat

Yeah

Can't even spare no thoughts for dem

I'm close to da edge and bored of dem

You keep on tauntin' all my men

Man and man will make sure you don't walk again

Lack of respect means back of his helmet

Difficult trails, soft **** just melted

FN got petrol wid da blue tips

Call dat one blue suede shoes and get Elvised

Patience

Every man to his station

They can't understand badman conversation

Confident, there's no complication

You know these little nerds can't take confrontation

Tough set of gears

Fucked him up, these blood sweat and tears

Just for ideas

H always bring good stuff for your ears

Just enough big puffs we ah blaze

Stan wid da Barse's

Kick genies, bun wishes and ban magic carpets

100 percent, man'll handle da garbage

Handle dem dark, swang thru da darkness

Grams in da jar

Touched him up, he stuck his neck

Dis mans a giraffe, hands on my heart

Strangle dat, when we, put a work on a man den we garn

Um bwoi dem ah talk a lot, but pussy we nuh 'fraid o dat

Nah, ah-ah

If yuh talk nuh fi murda dat

Mmnmnnnm, murda dat

Yeah

Arr, mi nuh 'fraid o dat

Umm, wi nuh 'fraid o dat

Yeah

If yuh talk mi nuh murda dat

An' yuh know seh ah murda dat

Yeah

Mi nuh 'fraid o dat

Umm, wi nuh 'fraid o dat

Nah, ah-ah

If yuh talk mi nuh murda dat

An' yuh know seh ah murda dat

Yeah

Umm, wi nuh 'fraid o dat

Yeah

Him a talk, mi nuh murda dat

Yeah, again