Rude Boys a Foreign

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La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la

Some a dem a lick shot, some of dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Some a dem a lick shot, some a dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Some a dem a do drugs, some a rob drugs

Some a sell drugs an' ting

Do it in a Bronx, man, not inna Brooklyn

Have a little bredren, him name was White Wing

Dem rob him, dem stab him, dem shot him

Like a chicken dem pluck him, and pick him

Like a rabbit, them kill him, and skin him-a

Have another friend and him name was Harriot

Used to live up in top, another pon the hilltop

All of a sudden mi hear him get shot

Some in him back and some in him met top

Run up the street, him couldn't fire back

People running, and screamin', hear come di cop

Who do dat, who do dat, who do dat

Tell me who shoot shot, who shoot shot, who shoot him back

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

Some a dem a lick shot, some of dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Some a dem a lick shot, some a dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

The youth weh mi go, mi say, we call him Splish Splash

In a ten piece suit. Who you call him Riff Raff

Little Willie, little Willie, little Willie

Crackin' or dopin' or look so silly

Don't forget the youth we call him Slipp-ipery

Tall and skinny with a big, big belly

Bouncin' around like a bowl of jelly

Let me tell ya 'bout the youth dem call him Slippery Slip

The dope house, the coke house, he was runnin'

Now doing twenty-five years inna prison

He was a mechanic, fixin' car engine

Jamaica, Brooklyn, dope dealin'

California, Chicago lots a gun runnin'

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

Some a dem a lick shot, some of dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Some a dem a lick shot, some a dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Crocky, Crocky, Crocky, Crocky, Crocky, Crocky

Was a race horse jockey but he wasn't happy

Miami, Kentucky, Tennessee

Car crashed, them shoot shot, nuff, nuff police

Although I'm laughin' it's not funny

In the toilet, him try to flush the dope an' money

Little Ricky, little Ricky, little Ricky

Dangerous and deadly, very slippery

Know about the bredren, dem call him Fenda

Police surround him, didn't surrender

Driving up the street in a Mercedes-Benz

Him man, him girlfriend an' two of him frien'

All of a sudden, a car come 'round the bend-a

Shoot up the car kill di all a dem

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

Some a dem a lick shot, some of dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Some a dem a lick shot, some a dem a lick rock

Some a dem a lick shot, dem a lick rock, dem a lick shot

Know a little boy and dem call him Big Bear

Shootin' up the city, him was a nightmare

Now they gonna send him to the 'lectric chair

Him was a dreadlocks so them cut off him hair

Have another brethren and dey call him Abashad

In a Brooklyn Park, down in a New York

Never, never, never trus' the shadow of fadda

Him was a gunna' yet them shoot him in di car

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign

More and more and more rude bwoy wan go a foreign, foreign