Gunz Wi Have

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Gunz Wi Have by Galaxy P

Gunz Wi Have Lyrics

The world's most great intro
Gyal-a-pe
Hahahaha

I rise the town up, town up
And mi see dem a flee

Spanish Town DJ, John Grima, ah
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
Wha' happen to dem gun clown boy yah?
Na, na, na
Na, na, na
I got the guns dem with me this time
Boom

Nothing nuh wrong with the gun dem weh we buss
Gun dem weh we buss, a bwoy muss bite the dust
Old 45 tek dem life, this Tarrus
Anytime we claat this, the whole town erupt
You know me 'member dem used to tell we that dem is a shooter
Nuff of the fool dem now we find out dem is a looter
Bwoy haffi run outta town like Muta Baruka
Barefoot pon a scooter
Black Pearl say

Idiot
Anytime we roll up inna town
Run outta town 'cause one blood run this town
Mi go say
Idiot
Anytime we roll up inna town
Run outta town 'cause rude bwoy run this town, then

Nothing nuh wrong with the gun dem weh we have
Gun dem weh we have, it put fools inna bag
Put dem inna bag and dash on the name tag
We nuh romp with informer, we nuh play with no fag
You know we 'member dem used to tell the world dem is a danger
Scrap dem face 'cause we nuh 'fraid of no stranger
Gyal-a-pe, yes, a you run Jamaica
Jamaica
Jamaica, so

Idiot
Anytime we roll up inna town
Run outta town 'cause gunman run this town
Mi go say
Idiot
Anytime you see we inna town
Run outta town
Do the dance!

Boom!
We bibi-bum, we bibi-bum-sking
Goddamn, Gyal-a-pe, you come fi shock dem up again
Again!
We bibi-bum, we bibi-bum-sking
That one yah shock the world

Jah!
Nothing nuh wrong, the gun dem a buss right
Dem a buss right inna the still of the night
This 45 gun a tek a fool life

And I'm with Gyal-a-pe and everything is alright
Move yourself!
And mind me give you the left and the right
A bere corn we have, we haffi beat up all night

You wanna know something? Badman nuh fist fight
And make dem know say everything nice
Alright then!

We bibi-bum, we bibi-bum-sking
And watch Black Pearl, dem come fi ribbit it again
Again!
We bibi-bum, we bibi-bum-sking
Zazzle
Hahahaha

Boom!
Nothing nuh wrong with the gun dem weh we buss
Gun dem weh we buss, a bwoy muss bite the dust
Old 45 tek dem life, this Tarrus
Anytime we claat this, the whole town erupt
You know me 'member dem used to tell we that dem is a shooter
Nuff of the fool dem now we find out dem is a looter
Bwoy haffi run outta town like Muta Baruka
Barefoot pon a scooter

We rude bwoy

Say
Idiot
Anytime we roll up inna town
Run outta town 'cause badman run this town
Mi go say
Idiot
Anytime you see we inna town
Run outta town
Spanglers, Junglist, send them!

Nothing nuh wrong with the gun dem weh we have
Gun dem weh we have, it put fools inna bag
Put dem inna bag and dash on the name tag
We nuh romp with informer, we nuh play with no fag
Jah!
'Member when dem tell we that dem is a danger
Scrap dem face 'cause we nuh 'fraid of no stranger
Gyal-a-pe, the original Oranger
Ranger
Ranger, so

Idiot
Anytime we roll up inna town
Run outta town 'cause one blood run this town
Mi go say
Idiot
Anytime you see we inna town
Run outta town 'cause rude bwoy run this town
Then

Na, na, na
Na, na, na

We nuh 'fraid of no gun fool 'bout yah
Na, na, na
We nuh 'fraid of no gun fool 'bout yah
Na, na, na
We nuh 'fraid of no gun fool 'bout yah
Na, na, na
We nuh 'fraid of no gun fool 'bout yah
Na, na, na
We nuh 'fraid of no gun fool 'bout yah

From the album: Riddim Driven: Trafalga