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Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
1)Some man have no manners, steal an try fi beg a thing
if you no drop no green a strait of dissing thing
sun a bun traffic, it's a slow riddim
JCF a move rough, dem bus' di m-16
some man a drive up an dung, dem have di latest ting
machine fit inna dem jeans a show off girls and bling
smell of marijuana round di corner dem juggling
one mad man get 'im food straight outta di garbage bin 'ey
Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
2)Dis a di gun land,
blood run cold blood pon di white sand
concrete a bun put some pads up your chin
bad babylon bwoy dem kill a youth an one old woman a chant
an while a neck sit a monster di rat-ta-ta-tan-ta
dem dig more grave than rooms up-a Hilton
small community get wash up by a blood stain
every weekend same routine with new function
pusher dem count more dead than 9-11 destruction 'ey
Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
3)Di gyal dem pants tight like rubber suit
and a dem blouse one tiny something hide up perfect boobs
dem always a smile if you a-go pay di I
dem a go play you one trick if you a mamas bwoy
its a tough man town, there's no crown and no throne
it a go lick you down with a dancehall soun'
if you a stranger and you drive, mek sure you know the route
you don't wanna get salute by a gun dispute
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comSipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town
Sipple it down down, sipple it down down
it's a rudebwoy town, its Kingston town