Paroles de la chanson Gangsta Don't Play par Fabolous

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Paroles de la chanson Gangsta Don't Play par Fabolous

[Intro: Junior Reid]
Stonyahoy!!! Stigading wuy na na ding ding wuy!!! Yeah ha ha ha!!!

[Chorus: Junior Reid]
Yes I waan dem fi know, seh real warriors don't play
And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away
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 they go 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

[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 they go 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]
Gnagstas 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!!!

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
We say death before dishonor

The scent that you smellin on my breathe is marijuana 'fore i left to Tijuana
I told em it was war, so they nephew or they momma
Better wear the tef' or they a gonner
ahhgg ahhg thats what it sounds like when thugs cry
i see things, see wings when the slugs fly
low life, low soul, pwing rugby
no teddy, young niggas are all ready
i go back like recline, no need for rewind
still run through, flat bush, like the dline
usually just a team, cuz them extra niggas be unneccessary
just like a uzi wit a beam, and a 'cuzi full of steam
suzie and jenine, niggas do shit like this but its usually in they dreams

gangsta dont sleep unless his gun's by the bed
ever wonder why the bread get 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 they go 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

[Chrous: 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 they go 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





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