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!