DJ Khaled - WHERE YOU COME FROM (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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DJ Khaled - WHERE YOU COME FROM (en) Lyrics
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If unu mess with we, you
a go see a million
We natty congo long,
jus like the Amazon
Spliff big like gas cylinder, man
a beat like gong, one question
Hammer beat, bwoy retreat wen
him hear di ting slam
Dem seh drеadlocks no play
inna no bangarang
An anywhere we go, wе 'tan
strong, hear dat
Alright then (Cho)
Nuh pass your place and
nuh cross di line
An no ask me where me from,
'cause me no hard fi find
An di nation wi stand up
at di cost fi mine
Right now me a go roll up another
spliff, it jus pass me mind
Lowe the music, lowe the weed,
a poverty cause the crime
Anytime you see the rastaman,
no ask fi mine
Vampire dem a go inna mask fi mine
Seh dem hunting blood samples,
hard fi find, alright
This dem fi know (More fire)
Anyting you reap, a that
you sow (Murda)
Hands haffi clean an your
heart haffi pure
Light up di chalice from
me tell dem to
Rastafari, ever safe an secure
Dem seh, "Hey, natty dreadlocks,
a where you come from?'' (Ayy)
Dem seh dreadlocks no play
inna no bangarang
An anywhere we go, we 'tan
strong, hear dat
Cho
Wen di thing dem a knock-
knock, a no door
The forty cal, the forty-
four go (Blap, blap)
Killer that step in so hot,
me scorch the floor
Premier League, we have the Arsenal
fi fight the revolutionary bakkle,
'cause only the bakkle dem fi pour
Di youths dem fi rich, equal
rights empowerment
Tell dem fi leave the sun fi shine,
or black rain will shower dem
Nuh mek we leggo sixty
like di hour dem
DJ Khaled, run out di coward dem
This is a warning like me
pop it off and beat one
Food fi reach the people mouth
an money fi a reach hand
Bad an brave, nuh tek no chat,
Jamaica land me weed from
Shining like a beacon
We The Best
You diss, yuh nah see me one
Bullet
Cho (My ganja man)
These streets are cold,
you better bundle up
Don't know who to trust,
most of dem corrupt
We look inside dem eyes
and see the plan
Bounty, Khaled, Buju, Capleton
a step inna Mount Zion
We look inside dem eyes and
see di plan (See di plan)
Unu did kno di opps would never
stop mi nuh, big up
Load up another cup (More fire)
Load up another cup (Murda)
Huh, load up another cup (Blaze)
Well, my locs you can't touch
Wen Babylon me know sey you a bluff
Load up another cup
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