Luyện nghe bài hát Microwave (Popcaan Diss)

Hizzle,
(Mhmm)
If dem nuh behave a grave ennuh, oosh
u likkle self microwave
Marverley (u dat), dead dem dead

Yo
den

Streets done know man in a war, never fidget ina war not once
Dem a boost up a midget ina war, him a bitch ina di war tracks man
Everybody know a bay box and kick u get, u shoulda never sing dat
Who me a talk? suck flopcaan wul world kno seh u nuh bad man (dat a true)

mi see u pussy mi a buss u face show u seh u cya style one don
Man shoot up di car weh u man buy gi u mek u haffi lef dat abandon
U get 30 million dollar worth a ride and a range as a prize and a pack of
Have all pon hand, wa gwaan

Microwave u a man a mek u know straight
U suck out di pussy she put her ina u face
.357 buss it him all over di place
over deh so, foot chop off a grung a wiggle and a shake
Seh dem have M1, mi deh ya so a wait, deevn haffi go hard mi u wid a.38
Nah use di rifle mi naave fi waste
prayers cyaa save u, nuh matta how she pray

Seh dem a carrel, mi spot him from a a step
Bwoy dead from mi di fighter jet
Not a try run him life a tek
Squid a vomit out her tripe she a death
follow up mi style u cyaa be me
Bad fi u likkle bwoy u nuh bad fi me
Mi lock di by miself, a man cut u key
Bere man par wid, u par wid police

Nuh weh fi tun go, nuh weh fi run go
Throw tyre pon u, gas, u and bun you
Try sneak mi brawling gun dung u
Buss di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside
War over, until dem over
Cya manage battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta school u
Memba weh u weh day a u studio

Lee milla, new year di dem cya stand me
Tek it to dem different so dem me
Name pon grave stone, face pon
Fans dem know u nuh militancy
Mi u daughter send her go buy a cranberry
And a bokkle a rum fi drink di man bury
Dead arredi dead back in a january
practice pon u family

Nuh weh fi tun go, nuh weh fi run go
Throw pon u, gas, light u and bun you
Try sneak diss, mi gun dung u
di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside down
War over until dem over
Cya manage battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta will u
weh reach u weh day a u studio

Dead dem
mi tell u
Kick off di war dem tink a me name
mi tell u,
New year di pussy dem cya me
Tek it to dem so dem understand me
pon grave stone, face pon gansie
Tek it to dem different so dem me
Know ya coward cause "not wise" did me
Doe fly da top deh if u doe a helmet

(Dead dem dead)