What We Do lyrics

[Intro]
So mi a seh (Weh yuh a seh?)
Any deejay weh nuh like Vybz Kartel, go suck yuh madda (Now)
You know, I gotta big up my fans (Why not?)
And my girls (Right away)
Ayy, weh di gangsta dem deh? (Even though what we do is wrong)

[Verse 1]
Mi still a roll wid di guns
Shot by di tons, ex amount a funds
Ratchet fi buss throat and puncture lungs
Thugs weh nuh laugh, weh quick fi pop off
And buss it inna yuh face, nuh care who you amongst
Up a camp, squaddie cramp when mi out yuh lamp
Inna court, mi cut yuh throat
And if a jail, yuh fail (Even though what we do is wrong)

[Chorus]
Wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me
If a mi bredda wife, she still a get di knife
It wrong, wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me (Me)
(Even though what we do is wrong)
[Verse 2]
Mi still in shooting and killing
Midday gun slinging, midnight blood spilling
Car racketing, drug trafficking
Copper Ken, c*cky Kim, kidnapping, carjacking
And mi rob Burger King, KFC, McDonald
Pickpocket a carnival weh dem have a canal
Extort Island Grill fi $9.1 mil
Or all di dog I kill (Even though what we do is wrong)

[Chorus]
Wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me
If a mi bredda wife, she still a get di knife
It wrong, wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me
If a mi bredda wife (Even though what we do is wrong)

[Verse 3]
Mi switchin' lane, no indicator
Mi nuh cater, mi a di vindicator
Gun rise like vapor
Understand seh mi a di undertaker, send yuh to yuh maker
A me keep up di most f*ckry inna Jamaica
Salt yuh like di Prime Minister, but I'm di time minister
Slash, crime minister, slash, grind yuh sister, slash, mek di pus*y blister
Mi spend money pon gun like mi have a f*ckin' brigadista (Even though what we do is wrong)
[Chorus]
Wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me
If a mi bredda wife, she still a get di knife
'Bout "it wrong", wrong fi dem, right fi me
Nutn' like a gun wid di red light fi me
Nutn' like a pum-pum weh tight fi me (Me)
(Even though what we do is wrong)

[Verse 4]
Mi still a roll wid di guns
Shot by di tons, ex amount a funds
Ratchet fi buss throat and puncture lungs
Thugs weh nuh laugh, weh quick fi pop off
And buss it inna yuh face, nuh care who you amongst
Up a camp, squaddie cramp when mi out yuh lamp
Inna court, mi cut yuh throat
And if a jail, yuh—