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[Verse 1]
You the one always saying, I don’t treat you right babe
Don’t wanna go out and dance like we used to
Don’t wanna netflix and chill, girl you never in the mood

[Pre-Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, baby who the hell callin’ this late
Every other day the story change, if you ain’t really gonna love me
Baby I can leave
Cause I done been heard I’m too weak for
How you gonna be mine if he’s yours (skrt skrt)
Baby you done took a detour, it’s fuckin’ me up
Tell the truth if you can’t do it, got me out here lookin’ stupid
Tell the truth (tell me), you give it to him too easily (what the fuck)

[Chorus]
Try to drink away the misery, too drunk too angry
Gotta come clean to figure it out, she cheated (I know it)
Too drunk too angry, girl that’s just fucked up I can’t believe it
Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, him or me
Who do you love? Him or me? him him him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me?
Who do you love? she cheated, (I know it) better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it
Him him or me

[Verse 2]
When you played with my heart I heard a melody
Right now I ain’t see, cause I tryna find the pieces
Everything you said I did, you did to me
With this other guy, nooo
You know he don’t got you like I do
Don’t refuse, this gift I got for you
Deep down you know I
Guess I didn’t give you enough attention
Guess I didn’t [?] enough into your business
Don’t even lie we talked about children
You said you weren’t ready
And I’m too crazy to have kids
She said I should live in the moment
Told me don’t put too much on it, told me don’t put too much on it

[Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, what if I?
Too drunk too angry, gotta come clean to figure it out
She cheated, I know it
Too drunk, too angry
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it
Think you can lie? You gotta pick a side, him or me? (who do you love?)
Him or me? him him him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me
She cheated, i know it, better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it, him him him or me

Vybz Kartel drops his new explicit single “Yabba Dabba Do” just in time for Christmas.

The single features a Flintstones theme with even the artwork features Kartel living in a world inspired by the famous cartoon. “Hold on, hey gal a so the bleach make yo face look old, and yo a just 35 years old, a weh the young gal them deh weh bleaching fit yo, make yo bumper roll,” Kartel deejay over a beat produced by Purple Skunk Records.

Vybz Kartel promises his fans five new singles this month and so far he has delivered three of them. the deejay is not just looking to end the year on a high, but also start the new year on a high by prepping several new singles for release in January including a song titled “Exiled Pharoah.”

YABADABADOO @djwizzzle

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Next year will also be a big year the Worl’Boss who will be back in court for his appeal trial in July where he will have his final chance to secure his freedom. If his attorneys failed to win his appeal, it means he will spend the rest of his life in prison.

Listen to Vybz Kartel’s new song “Yabba Dabba Doo” below.

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Tupac Shakur‘s alleged murder weapon was first lost and now its found or at least the mystery surrounding it has been solved.

Earlier this month, TMZ reported that a .40 caliber Glock that is believed to be the gun used to kill Tupac has gone missing from law enforcement custody. The Glock was found in Compton back in 1998 and ballistic testing showed then that it matches the gun used to kill the legendary West Coast rapper in 1996. Since then no one really knows what happened to the gun until now we learned it might have been destroyed and the feds were among the last law enforcement agencies to handle the weapon.

Las Angeles PD and Las Vegas police are unsure where the gun is or what happened to it and conspiracy theories are hounding in. The weapon was not just a possible match for the Tupac murder, it was also a match to another unsolved murder committed in Las Vegas. Law enforcement sources say the gun was sent to Las Vegas Metro PD who conducted their own ballistic testing and found out that the gun was not a match to Tupac’s case, but was a match to the other murder case.

The last known info about the infamous Glock is that it was in storage up until 2013 and from there it was likely destroyed along with a stockpile of weapons. Tupac Shakur was shot four times in a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas on September 7, 1996. He died in the hospital six days later.

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I wake up in the mornin’
And I raise my weary head
I got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night’s bed
I don’t know where I’m goin’
Only God knows where I’ve been
I’m a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind, yeah

You’re brought into this world
But they say you’re born in sin
Well at least they’ve given me something
I didn’t have to steal or have to win
Well, they tell me that I’m wanted
Yeah I’m a wanted man
I’m colt in your stable
I’m what Cain was to Able
Mister catch me if you can

I’m goin’ down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I’m goin’ down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I’m no one’s son
Call me young gun

You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask if I’ll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I’ll grow old
You ask me if I known love
And what it’s like to sing songs in the rain?
Well, I’ve seen love come
I’ve seen it shot down
I’ve seen it die in vain

Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
But I’m going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I’m a devil’s son
Call me young gun
Yeah

Each night I go to bed
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
No, I ain’t lookin’ for forgiveness
But before I’m six foot deep
Lord, I got to ask a favor
And I’ll hope you’ll understand
‘Cause I’ve lived life to the fullest
Let this boy die like a man
Starin’ down the bullet
Let me make my final stand

Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I’m going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But, I drew first blood
I’m no one’s son
Call me young gun

I’m the young gun
Young gun, yea eee yea
Young gun

Дванайсе без двайсе,
ще спиш ли? Я осъзнай се
Без десет да не повтарям
Смятам бара с теб да затварям
Мама ти първа почва да празнува
Музика силно иска да се чува
Който министър иска да ме спира
Мама е президент, мама рапира

Пристигам със въртолета, плод за всички лоши момчета
Като кажа пейте този клуб да е взривен,
като кажа парти да е лудо като мен
Кажа ли на три че искам всичко да се чука,
всички чаши във въздуха тука
Като ти поръчам водка – три да донесеш
Като кажа целуни я – да я изядеш
Кажа ли ви дрехи долу – всички дрехи долу
Бъзик бе, дишай, тва е просто шоу

Бъзик бе, дишай, тва е просто шоу

Вече е три без десет,
поздравявам те с тази песен
Луд ли си? Кво се прайш че не чуваш?
Липсвам ти и се преструваш
Диджея я ела ми, че ми трябваш
тоя нещастник да го зарадваш
Я му пусни мухата че скучае
за бившата да помечтае

Пристигам със въртолета, плод за всички лоши момчета
Като кажа пейте този клуб да е взривен,
като кажа парти да е лудо като мен
Кажа ли на три че искам всичко да се чука,
всички чаши във въздуха тука
Като ти поръчам водка – три да донесеш
Като кажа целуни я – да я изядеш
Кажа ли ви дрехи долу – всички дрехи долу
Бъзик бе, дишай, тва е просто шоу

Бъзик бе, дишай, тва е просто шоу

И кво ме гледа тази?
По нервите ми лази,
май влака ше я гази, гази, сгази
И кво ме гледа тази?
По нервите ми лази,
май влака ше я гази, гази, гази
Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss, Boss
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Па-па-па-парти бомба
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Бум шака-лака-лака парти бомба
Парти бомба, парти бомба

Ка-ка-ка-ка-ка-кака
Като кажа пейте този клуб да е взривен,
като кажа парти да е лудо като мен
Кажа ли на три че искам всичко да се чука,
всички чаши във въздуха тука
Като ти поръчам водка – "Абсолют" да донесеш
Като кажа целуни я – да я изядеш
Кажа ли ви дрехи долу – всички дрехи долу
Бъзик бе, дишай, тва е просто шоу