Real McKoy With a Full Clip Songtext
von Mavado

Gangsta
Anyway, anyway
Gangsta for life
Bwoy, anyway
Anyway, eh
Alliance, anyway
Mavado, anyway
Tell dem

Dem no Real Mckoy
They′re just some baby boys
Dem ah talk, me nuh have time fi chat, bwoy
Gun inna mi hand, prepare fi shot boy up
Dem no Real Mckoy
They're just some baby boys
Dem ah talk, me nuh have time fi chat bwoy
Gun inna mi hand
Yo, anyway


Dem cyaan pon man ends and tell man ′bout, "Gun down"
You mussi want your tabernacle get burn down
Left mi 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, ah Emp. Pistol
Me nuh have no time fi chase now, left' mi place now
Take gunshot inna your face now
Tell dem

Dem no Real Mckoy
They're just some baby boys
Dem ah talk, me nuh have time fi chat, bwoy
Gun inna mi hand, prepare fi shot boy up
Dem no Real Mckoy
They′re just some baby boys
Dem ah talk, me nuh have time fi chat bwoy
Gun inna mi hand
Yo, anyway

You cyaan charge badman pon no house bruk in
Cyaan 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?
Ah five shot blow he lay resting


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 wanna 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 Papini
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 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

We have we gun waving
(Wah dem a do?)
From them say, "War is on", you know we gun cravin′
(Wah some bwoy a think?)
Copper inna heart from the start, no missing or grazin'
(Sound it, sound it)
Do the crime, not the time, say these guns amazing (Shootout)
Dig dem grave in
Wah dem a deal with?
Wah dem a gwaan with?
Wah dem a keep up?
The pussy shouldn′t flip up
Mavado, hey, 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