N.A.R.E.K. - Gunz (Feat. Wayne Marshall) lyrics
rate me[N.A.R.E.K.]
Up to the time...
You know it’s Wayne Marshall, Vybz Kartel & N.A.R.E.K.!
Judge up by heart
Ha-Ha!
N… A… R… E… K…
Narek!!!!
Ushadir lseq… Es ergy saghi hamar a…
Ov vor lav erg a sirum, lav erajshtutyun…
Sa nranc hamar a…
1, 2... MTAV!!!
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
We have some Guns!!!
Whey put big hole to your lungs
And tear off concrete columns
We have some Guns!!!
The nozzle them big like drums
Skin Bake like National Buns
Big-Big Guns!!!
We make detective sight the crime scene and wonder how comes
Some blood claw magnum shot by the tones
Marshall sets the law with Guns...
[N.A.R.E.K.]
[Marshall!] Axjik from Armenia, devushka from Russia
Ragazza from Italy, real body flusher
Tell them have no worry my jock a di real bone crusher
Skin a go burn like Usher
When you see mi coming dry dung window shutter
Me kill, me no chatter, me no chopper, me no cutter
Me gun melt your dung as you utter
That’s why mi haffi say ‘‘I can't believe it’s not butter’’
Every thought in my mind dutty like gutter
When we drive by who no dead, left a suffer
Gals, they say you’re fire, go far!!
You are wise Narek, who doubt ah!?
[Chorus x1]
[N.A.R.E.K.]
Hey dodo!!! Guns out, anyway we roll
Britain in winter so me heart cold
Inch el anes ches paxni gcem qez pol
Unreal dotty control!
The pussy when we fucking they don’t use a soul
Me hand them faster than u wave a bowl
Chgites` inch vochi a ergs?! Dir mi hat el lsi!!!
Menak te heto chases Pop a kam el R&B!!!
Hankarts asir Rock a kam el Dancehall
Ktam qit-mrtid tanem gcem chol!!!
Blast! Have a gun when pushing death toll
Arag koghmnoroshvi… asa imastov Gangsta Rap a dzevov Hip-Hop…
Te che el chem. Karana indz control
U iroq ktanem 17-I moti chol…
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
[Vybz Kartel]
Marshall!! Uzi from Israel, K from Russia
Barrette from Italy, real body flusher
Tell Anthony B my glock a di real Bone Crusher
Skin a guh Burn like Usher
When you see mi coming draw dung window shutter
Mi kill, mi nah chatter, mi nah chopper, mi nah cutter
Mi gun melt your dung as you utter
That mi haffi say 'I can't believe it’s not butter
Every thought in my mind dutty like gutter
When we drive by who nah dead, leff a suffer
Knife him gone far!! Go far!!
You or A.K. shot, who tuffs ah?
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]
[Chorus: Wayne Marshall (N.A.R.E.K.)]
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