Fabolous Follow

(feat. Junior Reid)

[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

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!!!

[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

They say deaf before dishonor,

the scent that you smellin on my breath is marijuana before i left to tijuana

I told it was war so their nephew or their momma beter wear a tef or their a gonna

Rah-Rah

Thats what it sounds like when thugs cry, i see things i see wings when the slugs fly

Low life loso P Wayne rugby low to them young niggas that know already

I go back like recline, no need to rewind , i still run through flatbush like the d-line

Usually just the team, cuz them extra niggaz be unnecessary, just like an uzi with a beam,

a cuzzi full of steam, Suzie and Janeen, niggaz do shit like

this but its usually in their dream, gangstas dont sleep unless there guns 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