Gangsta Don't Play

[Intro: Junior Reid] Stonyahoy!!! Stigading wuy na na ding ding wuy!!! Yeah ha ha ha!!! Yes I waan dem fi know, seh real warriors don't play And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away (Run away) [Chorus: Junior Reid] I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play And if they romp wid us, they have to run away Know they romp wid us and dem a run and a hide (Hide) Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide) Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride) Hope dem ready fi di ride [Verse 1: Fabolous] Gangstas ain't this fly, this is just a rare occasion You can hear it's blazin soon as the leer is raisin Hell yeah we hazin, sexy pair of Bajans Chinky eyes dark hair you would swear they Asian They Bahama mamas, hols the llama mamas Put the gangsta grills on when it's drama mama Murder them, murder them They don't make a move until they get word from him I could be in Fiji, one call to Gigi She on some Belly shit like X with a squiggie They say it's gangsta but it's just the way of life If life's a bitch better make everyday your wife I'm from the era of the shootouts from drug spots Happy to be here so I smile in my mug shots The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch Before the George Bush drugs watch, Bloodclaat!!! [Chorus: Junior Reid] I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play And if they romp wid us, they have to run away Know they romp wid us and dem a run and a hide (Hide) Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide) Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride) Hope dem ready fi di ride [Verse 2: Fabolous] We say death before dishonor; the scent that you smellin' On my breath is marijuana 'fore I left to Tijuana I told 'em it was war so they nephew or they mama Better wear a tef or they a gonna RAH!!! RAH!!! That's what it sounds like when thugs cry I see things see wings when the slugs fly Lo-Life Loso P wing rugby Lo to the young niggas I know ready I go back like recline no need to rewind Still run through Flatbush like the D line Usually just the team, 'cause them extra niggas be unnecessary Just like a uzi with a beam In the 'cuzzi full of steam, Susie and Jeanine Niggas do shit like this but it's usually in they dreams Gangsta don't sleep unless it's guns by the bed Ever wonder why the bread gets snatched by the feds [Chorus: Junior Reid] I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play And if they romp wid us, they have to run away Know they romp wid us and dem a run and a hide (Hide) Slip dem go slip and now a slide dem go slide (Slide) Only a fool get caught up in his own pride (Pride) Hope dem ready fi di ride