feat. Popcaan & Sean Paul
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(We're the best)
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Gangsta for life
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And the sea of Chengay that see no one
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Me and other nigga pound it or I will hit a flows
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After that fatigue that it and I'll me or I spot
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Things are conferment Kelly I'll be not kind of court
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Hey, no one sees I wanna hoot that crowd
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And I seek that I wanna heal that crowd
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Turn the role and it eat your soul
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And appear some in front as I let my eyes on
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Oh, dear it's real, take that hard or easy want to feel
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We rub and steal, life's on like weird
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Don't think it's real, take that hard or easy want to feel,
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We rub and steal, life's on like weird
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Look, in the ghetto, ghetto,
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And look in the ghetto, ghetto,
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This ain't won't see in my car, that entrain where people live or have
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Watch up your very friends close, see the arts
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Once that friend no ain't bus in the dark
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Jail that and music it's tight, keep's on the kiss 'cause I wanna try
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Any cop caught the line before slain, take is to ass or in front of a line
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We caught now just a victory, real nigga sticks to me
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(My dog)
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People think that I beg for me, now I smith empty I climb for me
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Oh, dear it's real, take that hard or easy want to feel
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We rub and steal, life's on like weird
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Don't think it's real, big that hard or easy want to feel,
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We rub and steal, life's on like weird
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(oh dear it's real, real life, real, real)
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(got link that, EOA)
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(Gangsta)
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Funk flex, train us, train us
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And nully gun, and nully done
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And feel like man are purifications all
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Man or each when deeply is for life though
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Some boy are reported to lay we know what on
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Brilliant, Armani, Vaivaton
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That come school dears or depart all
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Step on my stagnant, don't really shot on
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No matte' that, won't sense, we know what on
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For master flex like Barbisson hey
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And bound like that in a do-do-down way
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We pull with the team no one dang dang dang stray
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We cry like the belly light up on announce
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Chie, no one no one abuse can offer
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No make flex of this shit
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And we're doing doing really douse chaimboo
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No dya wish to crush with that pop
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(Mine is oft right here)
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(no one felt panaghia)
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(And only be purely bear)
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Some boy oft can be comedian, shall never ever be in the meantime
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And skin upper burn like chaintain, everything I feel I feel in the rain night
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Me cruel or cruels, some of we done rules pulling in your pull, some rand out
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We make ooh some can make the metal on, wake can talk when numb see tha bag down
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Damn stand light minute I ain't see some of cromb, I'mma familiar set, be a Batman
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Ain't no cruel, ain't no boy, damn bond could have been blight
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The big troub that I want to be Van Damme
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Chie, no one no one abuse can offer
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No make flex of this shit
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And we're doing doing really douse chaimboo
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No dya wish to crush with that pop
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(Mine is oft right here)
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(no one felt panaghia)
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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We're doing doing gansta hey, gangsta hey
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(And only be purely bear)
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In flex we just touch mood, John is almost strake face
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No one fight than I fight slays stages, just buddy don't flex
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Stand themselves, give that for life, dirty eye
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You don't know you could be losing it yea
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Stand out of time, be fair, beware
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Miss ain't sweets are ready for ever make scars, nuit I care
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No, I dare just make clearly shit and I let that thing sure that gain
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No, no, no I'm don't ready, and gun it I damn and eat
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Is ready here my medi, no, no I'm not ready yea
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(Click clerk)
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Send the radio when is shocked, nor lured up
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So you know me and I'll be gotting this shocked
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Fully yea, now I dig don't turn up, that's why I feel that dug
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Leave that until I'm taking and I'm sever them raking, don't love them left them for rat
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God, we're weird stepping, for two I'm empty and now think you that I ain't the park
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Lord, am I move like frog, send in and the king been as minute as my eyes been
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Meet that new one and shot them or let that on de false
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Right then order and gets me as drugs, and I know ain't for real if I praise
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We don't like them just because they damnly suise it
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And I miss we, and I'm ready for the next year, I knew it I gain
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No I let down, just finish it for shore that I knew it I gain,
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No, I dare just make clearly shit and I let that thing sure that gain
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No, no, no I'm don't ready, and gun it I damn and eat
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Is ready here my medi, no, no I'm not ready yea
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Yea, pretend friend, we don't need no no let them though
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Why we don't need them, obviously for that damn flex
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Tell them, don't corrupt is I gain it then we turn it to our gangsta
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Fight for the aim guard, life friends, when we don't know where
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And what I see is so clear, timeless and the mien clear
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Clear flex, bumsy as the year, when I'm ready for whenever
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Till I found when we make tight things fray
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In a year shall down fall, when the hell whole day
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Tell them this flex
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No I let down, just finish it for shore that I knew it I gain,
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No, I dare just make clearly shit and I let that thing sure that gain
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No, no, no I'm don't ready, and gun it I damn and eat
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Is ready here my medi, no, no I'm not ready yea
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Yea, click clerk
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Boom Bap Riddim
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