Popcaan - Trouble Deh Deh
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[Intro]
Yo, Coppa
Dunwell
Trouble deh deh enuh
Skully fry
Trouble deh deh
Dem dead
Trouble inna it

[Bridge]
Bwoy dem stink just like dem breath
Dem diss badman and meet dem death
Dem haffi call fi Madden when me rise the Intratec (woii)

[Chorus]
Anywhere the killy dem go, trouble deh deh (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Buss the 'matic inna your head, lef' it bloody (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Rifle tun on 'pon your car, trouble deh deh
Push me ratchet inna your heart, trouble deh deh
Me tell you say me killer dem badder than reggae
Trouble deh deh

[Verse 1]
When Waltham rise up the P9-0
Pussy better try don't be no hero
Gunshot inna face, that boost me ego
Bwoy hide and me find dem yard like Nemo
The bwoy is a likkle caterpillar, so me crush him out
Me just breeze the 'matic inna your bloody mout'
Mek duppy regular, a sittn me cyaan do without
Buss your throat like Billy goat
Brooke Valley man rise up the chrome and brown
Rifle sing like Chris Brown
Send fi we killy dem a Spain over Hengman Town
12 gauge mek your face turn 'round
Woii

[Chorus]
Anywhere the killy dem go, trouble deh deh (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Buss the 'matic inna your head, lef' it bloody (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Rifle tun on 'pon your car, trouble deh deh
Push me ratchet inna your heart, trouble deh deh
Me tell you say me killer dem badder than reggae
Trouble deh deh

[Verse 2]
Run up inna your house like me live deh
Pussy, bare dollar coin me a gi' weh (hmm)
[?] barrel a spin 'round, a spin 'round fi murder (bwoy)
[?] bullet like guinep (hoii)
We no do no crime weh me crime (woe)
Fucker dem dead, Poppy leave it
Bwoy [?] catch a fire, bare people and run and a bawl
Me a laugh, everything me a neglect
No true man prominent and me imminent
You will dead when me go inna me element, mhmm
We no leave evidence
Bun down your house, and your yard and your residence
Woii

[Chorus]
Anywhere the killy dem go, trouble deh deh (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Buss the 'matic inna your head, lef' it bloody (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Rifle tun on 'pon your car, trouble deh deh
Push me ratchet inna your heart, trouble deh deh
Me tell you say me killer dem badder than reggae
Trouble deh deh

[Verse 3]
Trouble inna it
Big Ruger go buss your lip
Me nah no time fi sen' you 'pon a drip
18C Glock, 'round 130 inna it
Rapid burst when time the Gad a fire it
Mr. Cop say a it
Waterhouse say a it
Bwoy dead when time the 'matic dem a spit
When me fire the spit, like a penalty it a kick
Unruly man no page you with no brick
The fool dem a bawl, we nah no sympathy
Dawg, me no sell patty
Me circle your yard when you no remember me
Bwoy a bawl say, "No murder me"
Me say bwoy

[Chorus]
Anywhere the killy dem go, trouble deh deh (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Buss the 'matic inna your head, lef' it bloody (hmm, hmm)
You know trouble deh deh
Rifle tun on 'pon your car, trouble deh deh
Push me ratchet inna your heart, trouble deh deh
Me tell you say me killer dem badder than reggae
Trouble deh deh

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