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, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
Get
Mama's so gone, daddy won't quit
I won't stop till you're finished
But you ain't felt love till a gangsta get up in it, Dream

Every time I go around,
, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Get on Patron, run grab by your phone
Get on Patron, run
to the rhythm

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
To the rhythm
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Get on Patron, run grab by your
a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep

Everyday is the same thang, I creep in
It's
at the situation they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got
Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
the wrong way, caught up in the gunplay
One day, some say, we all gon' die
Human lives to my eyes, take a size and bye
You're on your own, give em all
I don't like
Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw
Ren started stompin em, and so did E
By that
wanna ride with us
So come on mami hop on in this truck
People runnin leakin like Angel Dust
After we fuck blaze one up
Gangsta touch
That make em wanna
glad you stood by me, stood by me
(You were always there for me... That's why you're my gangsta wife)

I need a gangsta wife
Wife-wife(yea-e-yea-ah),
so go and tell the rollers (biotch!)
[Gangsta] (verse four) {2:30}
Who dat? next out the game, in blue kahks
Gangsta's the name, niggas wonderin'
Than to be without you
I’m so attached to you, can’t breathe without you
When people try to break us up, you’re not caring
You turn they volume down
[ VERSE 1 ]
South Central 
The home of true gangstas
Down for all when I proachin by a stranger
we chill although my girl gets mad at me
She has
[ VERSE 1 ] 

South Central 

The home of true gangstas 

Down for all when I proachin by a stranger 

we chill although my girl gets
eat
You're gon' be surprised when I'm over your eyes 
when you see me on the creep

What gangstas do for money
One-eight-seven, two-eleven, 
I'm
Ren started stompin em, and so did e
By that time got rushed by security

Out the door, but we don't quit
Ren said, "let's start some shit!"
I got
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners in them lo-lo's, girl
(Still taking my time to perfect
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners in them lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect
I don't like
Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw
Ren started stompin em, and so did E
By that
We, we are the champions, we can't stop
Cause you just can't keep them
Ruff Ryders down, down, down

By any means necessary, I'mma hold down
you take a fuckin´ minute to think about what you've done , when you stood against the gangsta who live and die by the gun
got a hot one , sprayin´ you
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by

A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his