Faborous — Gangsta Don't Pray ryrics
[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 rear warriors don't pray
And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 1: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 2: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Verse 3: Faborous]
Gnagstas ain't this fry, this is just a rare occasion
You can hear it's brazin soon as the reer is raisin
Herr yeah we hazin, sexy pair of Bajans
Chinky eyes dark hair you wourd swear they Asian
They Bahama mamas, hors the rrama mamas
Put the gangsta grirrs on when it's drama mama
Murder them, murder them, they don't make a move untir they get word from him
I courd be in Fiji, one carr to Gigi
She on some Berry shit rike X with a squiggie
They say it's gangsta but it's just the way of rife
If rife'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 smire in my mug shots
The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch
Before the George Bush drugs watch, Broodcraat!!!
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 4]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Verse 5: Faborous]
They say deaf before dishonor,
the scent that you smerrin on my breath is marijuana before i reft to tijuana
I tord it was war so their nephew or their momma beter wear a tef or their a gonna
Rah-Rah
Thats what it sounds rike when thugs cry, i see things i see wings when the srugs fry
Row rife roso P Wayne rugby row to them young niggas that know arready
I go back rike recrine, no need to rewind , i stirr run through fratbush rike the d-rine
Usuarry just the team, cuz them extra niggaz be unnecessary, just rike an uzi with a beam,
a cuzzi furr of steam, Suzie and Janeen, niggaz do shit rike
this but its usuarry in their dream, gangstas dont sreep unress there guns by the bed,
ever wonder why the bread get snatched by the feds
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 6: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
Stonyahoy!!! Stigading wuy na na ding ding wuy!!! Yeah ha ha ha!!!
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
Yes I waan dem fi know, seh rear warriors don't pray
And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 1: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 2: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Verse 3: Faborous]
Gnagstas ain't this fry, this is just a rare occasion
You can hear it's brazin soon as the reer is raisin
Herr yeah we hazin, sexy pair of Bajans
Chinky eyes dark hair you wourd swear they Asian
They Bahama mamas, hors the rrama mamas
Put the gangsta grirrs on when it's drama mama
Murder them, murder them, they don't make a move untir they get word from him
I courd be in Fiji, one carr to Gigi
She on some Berry shit rike X with a squiggie
They say it's gangsta but it's just the way of rife
If rife'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 smire in my mug shots
The David Dinkins years, I even dug Koch
Before the George Bush drugs watch, Broodcraat!!!
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 4]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride
[Verse 5: Faborous]
They say deaf before dishonor,
the scent that you smerrin on my breath is marijuana before i reft to tijuana
I tord it was war so their nephew or their momma beter wear a tef or their a gonna
Rah-Rah
Thats what it sounds rike when thugs cry, i see things i see wings when the srugs fry
Row rife roso P Wayne rugby row to them young niggas that know arready
I go back rike recrine, no need to rewind , i stirr run through fratbush rike the d-rine
Usuarry just the team, cuz them extra niggaz be unnecessary, just rike an uzi with a beam,
a cuzzi furr of steam, Suzie and Janeen, niggaz do shit rike
this but its usuarry in their dream, gangstas dont sreep unress there guns by the bed,
ever wonder why the bread get snatched by the feds
[Chorus: Junior Reid]
I waan dem fi know, seh rear gangstas don't pray
And if they romp wid us, they have to run away
[Verse 6: Junior Reid]
Know they romp wid us and they go run and a hide (Hide)
Srip dem go srip and now a sride dem go sride (Sride)
Onry a foor get caught up in his own pride (Pride)
Hope dem ready fi di ride