Real McKoy (feat. Busy Signal)

Gangsta Anyway, anyway Gangster for life bwoy Anyway Anyway eeh Alliance any day Mavado anyway Tell 'em Dem no Real Mckoy They're just some baby boys Dem a talk, me nuh have time fi chat, boy Gun inna mi hand, prepare fi shot boy up Dem no Real Mckoy They're just some baby boys Dem a talk, me nuh have time fi chat boy Gun inna mi hand, yo Anyway Them cyan pon man ends and tell man 'bout, "Gun down!" You mussi want your tabernacle get burn down Lef' the place before sun down, bring mi gun come Boy a chat tough, and see mi face, and turn dumb-dumb No knowledge, no wisdom, tell him say face di pistol Brand new machine deh pon mi waist, a Emp. Pistol Me nuh have no time fi chase now, lef' the place now Take gun shot inna your face now Tell dem Dem no Real Mckoy They're just some baby boys Dem a talk, me nuh have time fi chat, boy Gun inna mi hand, prepare fi shot boy up Dem no Real Mckoy They're just some baby boys Dem a talk, me nuh have time fi chat boy Gun inna mi hand, yo Anyway You cyan charge badman pon no house bruk in Cyan charge man pon no car scrappin' 15 million mi bring go gun shopping AK take 9 'cause me no fire small strappin Last boy diss, the big man, we kidnap him Tie him on a light post, a same place me gas him Who tell him fi see Mavado and try fi test him? A five shot blow he lay restin' Full clip, gun no stick, when me run out Mi G Star me use and cut your fucking tongue out Come and hype with your gyal weh we done out Busy say, "Run out!" (sound the big ting deh!) Rise the gun out! A true the boy dem go flip, so me pop off Attack them with the 12 gauge, the mouth chop off Them head drop off when it pop off, we no back off A gunshot, me done chat Dem heart blacker Hey! You wana see how the youth a step out inna black work? When man a take it to the streets just like a clockwork Push mi hood inna your gyal, a so mi cock work Backa! Backa! Backa! A so mi Glock work, nuh stop work Dem fi know man sick inna war Bullet done! We use ice pick inna war G Star weh mi rest gun tip inna war Bumbo-bloodclaat! Blood drip inna war Sound it! The thugs dem inna the garrison, dem long for this Me and Mavado formulate a fucking plan for this Sound the big thing deh! Drop a bomb for this Me call Papine Mavado, call Casava Piece, 'cause we nuh romp a- Full clip, gun nuh stick, when me run out Mi G Star me use and cut your fucking tongue out Come and hype with your gyal weh we done out Busy say, "Run out!" (sound the big ting deh!) Rise the gun out! A true de boy dem go flip, so me pop off Attack them with the 12 gauge, the mouth chop off Them head drop off when it pop off, we no back off A gunshot, me done chat Dem heart blacker We have we gun waving (wha' dem a do?) From them say, "War is on", you know we gun cravin' (Wha' some bwoy a think?!) Copper inna heart from the start, no missing or grazin' Do the crime, not the time, say these guns amazing (shoot out!) Dig dem grave in! Wha' dem a deal with? Wha' dem a gwan? Wha' dem a keep up? The pussy shouldn't flip up Mavado, hey, do the fucking flip up Hey! Me nuh police, me nuh tell no bwoy fi sneak up Blue steel a make you stink and bloodclaat sniff up Full clip, gun no stick, when me run out Mi G Star me use and cut your fucking tongue out Come and hype with your gyal weh we done out Busy say, "Run out!" (sound the big ting deh!) Rise the gun out! A true the boy dem go flip, so me pop off Attack them with the 12 gauge, the mouth chop off Them head drop off when it pop off, we no back off A gunshot, me done chat Dem heart blacker Hey!