(Helicopter sound)
(Gunshot fires)

Yow, well watch yah now you done know,
Say every thug ha fi ha dem second,
And right yah now a my girl dat a she a carry me weapon.
You see mi, a di same page we dey 'pon.
A Spragga di Benz and Tanya you done know. Watch yah nor!

Mi a bag up di chronic,
Till mi finger dem stuck together wit all a di gum.
Mi a wipe down the bullet,
And a load the clip while you agwan, I love the gun.
Mi a smile and hide the piece every time we're pass the police.
Everything a run smooth,
But if you ever get hold by the beast trust mi.
You doh haffi worry honey mi a come down wit the bail money.
Mi alone have the combination to the safe,
And mi a go get Johnny Cochrane 'pon the case

'Cause every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!
Every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!

No matter how mi out a road a wuk the rest,
Well my gangsta gul can fuck the best.
And if it come down to it she will burst the tek,
All mi other gyal dem ha fi show her nuff respect.
And anytime me touchdown inna d jail house,
Police bex how quick mi get bailout.
And anytime mi see she bun a spliff hail out,
You done no dem other gyal they should sail out.
Well a she a di one way mi give mi ribs to,
The same one way mi give mi kids too.
Baby, you know me woulda never diss you,
So you being replaced is not an issue.

'Cause every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!
Every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!

Since you're my man you don't have to ask,
You know I woulda lie pan di stands.
Woulda even cry pan the stands,
Tell them my guy's innocent.
Don't know if we're bless or curse,
But I'm prepared for the best or the worse.
I'll be there till the ride in the hurst,
To the integrity right down to the dirt.

'Cause every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!
Every thug, every thug, need a gangsta gyal thug.
You done, know a mi dat gat you back, baby!

Mi a bag up di chronic,
Till mi finger dem stuck together wit all a di gum.
Mi a wipe down the bullet,
And a load the clip while you agwan, I love the gun.
Mi a smile and hide the piece every time we're pass the police.
Everything a run smooth,
But if you ever get hold by the beast trust mi.
You doh haffi worry honey mi a come down wit the bail money.
Mi alone have the combination to the safe,
And mi a go get Johnny Cochrane 'pon the case