rascalz - gunfinga lyrics
our aim: world domination
no fear, hands in-a di air
bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don’t care
bust hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere
there’s a party to rock, that’s why the rascalz are here (2x)
lick shots and bust yo caps
put it up, where your gunfinga’s at? (2x)
[ verse 1: red 1 ]
aiyo, gunfinga the tool, against the great, no rule
plow! shots are bust and we notorious
thus thrust, red’ll defend the rugged and raw
(cause we-a rudeboy) so hit em with the hardcore stuff
cause my glock’s not enough, sometimes a man fi get cuffed
handled ruff, we’re minded too dangerous
ain’t no messin with n-body less they puff with us
cause we keep to ourselves and the pounds we puff
so let it burn, rockin the chalice, take turns
red 1 not concerned, i got em a-fi learn
bout respect due, yo respect a-fi earn
big up to rascal crew, foundation stands firm
fear none, think that we done, we just-a come
gunfinga c-cked in-a di air, make it b-m
bo! that’s for my ghetto people
cause the world’s unfair, never was equal
lick a bo! that’s for babylon pon patrol
cause van city cats got tons of hydro
and there’s one more that we gotta let go
and that’s the one that we lick off in-a di po-po
i test the empire, then we royal gumbo
many guns for hire when your regime crumble
then raise my gunfinga in the air, born again
wave it like a flag, world domination pon dem
no fear, hands in-a di air
bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don’t care
bust hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere
there’s a party to rock, that’s why the rascalz are here (2x)
[ verse 2: kardinal offishall ]
let me see your gunfinga, but hold your gun down, please
yo, don’t bust no shots, so me and my n-gg-s could rock
dem call me mr. kardinal (dem call me mr. red 1)
come follow me, holler me out if you know what i’m talkin about
my n-gg-s walkin about, big up the ghetto gutter guns
street presidents, slum residents
and all my n-gg-s on they two feet with street sense
and more than two cents in-a dem pocket
i rock a verse for keeps, run my lyrics in-a di mix
i bet he love it, respect, big up your chest
kardinal and rascalz gwan make you feel hi-i-igh
killin you softly with no lye
while your toe taps i’m breakin your back over my hi-hat
kick drum is makin you numb, snare snap is strapped
to bust back for every red-eyed n-gg- on the attack
so when i’m comin through, you cannot stop me on the go
for every n-gg- that clack-clacks, the figure iv gotta be gold
like that
lick shots, bust yo caps
put it up, where your gunfinga’s at? (2x)
[ verse 3: red one ]
aiyo, the big gun spark, light up the dark (yes, mire)
360 degrees, the place on fire
feel the heat, yo, either surrender or retreat
cause kemo don’t give a f-ck, he put some fire in the beat
gave me the trigger to watch me blow them off they feet
(plow! bust your gunfinga, cause respect compete)
the all m-ssive van crew, soldier men, too
you rudeboys in-a di dance, dedicated to you
and all the young guns up, they past they curfew
(big up di s-xy gal crew, cause dem bust shots too)
sketels and workings just to make a debut
keep di clip in-a di g-string, ready to move
so what you do is put your hand in-a di air
and you bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don’t care
i swear, one love to my people out there
you we salute, lickin off shots in the air
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