Lyrics:
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I know people You know what I'm sayin
They get it in Yeah
Aine gotta be
Call me what you what you want but damn it feels good to be king
Now wait a minute, it’s my house, you understand?
Now listen here, by royal decree, all
Drag-On and Twista (kill me)
Gangsta (let's ride), hustla (feel me)
By know everybody should know, that the kid spit tight
And this kid spit fire
Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit
Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you know what I mean?
Fucking head blown off, nigga; you
the Cadillac, (yeah)
Oh, Lord, wow can it be so hard?
To put on a pair of panties much less a pair of jeans or the leotard
But I got to start by
homie, Ye Ye
Ask how it feel to be snake ask your dead homie, Ye Ye
I pop my shit 'cuz these niggas ain't Gangsta
Approach on the block dawg we strapped
'jackin'
And when illegally armed it's called 'packin'
Shoot a motherfucker in a minute
I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it
So if you're
like a muh'fuckin' man
If you take a look in my eyes
You see I'll be a gangsta 'til I die
That California chronic got me so high
Game tell 'em
man
Well, you know, I feel like there might have been some upside to it
But I'm not good at thinking of things on the spot like that
Don't y'all
some good things when I get it
(Ima do it)
Do Good (And when I get it)
Do Good by your people (Ima do it)
Do Good by your friends
Boy, you better do it
, I never ride natural
Boy, I never ride ?
?Keith? say gangsta
Lexus with the new tankers
It's me and Drag
Hit lick for a 100 stacks
New whips,
their skin
With needles dirty
You HerD me?
So Be It
I feel no pressure
No stress here
I'm so sincere
No sense in
Losing it
No menstruals here
Most men
been next to you, is just a second choice
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta, I think
We all the want that life until there's blood inside ya drink
From
Goddamn, I feel like the man
Freshman of the year, I woke up like the man
Never poppin' Xans, 'cause they killin' me
Damn when you got the money
They
So I step into the place with a b-boy lean
You know, fresh, clean and dressed to kill
I lean against the wall and survey the scene
Music's on, I
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
up
Just came through to switch up the vibe
Wanna be one of us
Cutting up, cutting up
Getting real fucked up
Came through to have a good time
words be universal such as doin the Dab
Yea I stay in the lab
Or shall I call it the temple
Ventilate from me temple
Like a Dragon I entered
Into the Stu
eat it up
(Ha haa)
Shorty got that fire she ain't let me down yet
(Nope)
Got a Aquafina flow, call it well wet
(Damn)
Baby good with her mouth, says
I, feel, good about candy (Candy!)
My gangstas understand me
[Goldie Loc]
Shake it baby, don't break it baby, now can you make it clap? (clap!)
Atlanta playboy
Don't got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the fucking
Damn, you know that his people is scared (they scared)
They know they ain't ridin', they know where we at (where we at)
Pussy, you know who be bustin'
last album was "The Chronic" (nigga)
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it
If you ain't
Rell fresh home
How it feel to back where the bricks my nigga
Ya heard, I got the D.A. on my ass right now
All my soldiers behind the G Wall
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