(chorus) We roll deep in the streets you no seek A bwoy dis, him get popped down - oh what a tragedy Me and me crew we nah skin up, nah laugh We no ruff but we ah tuff - go off with the family
(verse1) You have to see how we roll, like fifty deep inna some big black jeep and we ah tour every street you have we deh pon patrol, (copper gun ah beat / cop a ...) хз and thugs no retreat at a di core of the street me have some friend fi support, dem heart it a freeze we mek you start flee out to dem - dat are di least dem no like fassyhole, so you (jook/took di seats/seeds/...) хз you (jook/took di seats/seeds/...) before dem end up di (seats/seeds/...) a war dem want? come, mek we gi dem it badman no fear dem, tell dem we deh pon it if a war dem start, come and we head it, cho anytime, anywhere ready fi defend it
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(verse2) a we run di streets, if you ever dis a yardman rudebwoy - prepare fi sleep six foot deep, copper (gun ?) mek you dance to di beat when you hear it in di street
set it out machine deh ya, pon top we no tek it off, nuff a dem ah watch fi we drop don't mek we laugh come ah man a real top-a-top dem a put (you/Jah/...) past level we end up pon (last) ya