Lyrics:
Gangstas don't die, they just move to Miami
I did all that, I was voted [Incomprehensible]
I'm sorta like Sammy
Smoother than Marvin, I need me a Tammy
an animal,
A fucking cannibal
I'm Duranimo and Hannibal
We international Gangsta bull
I'm bull and Barcelona, with a Corona
You a fake ass nigga, where's
to stop the fools jacking off by the hand
Putting wack records in the make
By using R&B fucking singers in the god damn breaks
Try to go commercial but
money-gettin
See the gangbangin ain't all about the red and blue
'cause some many's corporations is gangstas too
They rub you out in a minute gettin greedier
(yea)
[Snoop]
Fuck that man, the game is to be sold, not to be told, first things first
I'm a gangsta, nigga, so I'ma roll
Ya got to get bout it
Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
and tears
And losin' some of your peers
And losin' some of yourself to the years past, gone by
Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac
hun concentrate on my funds
Lift heavy gats concealed by my waist
Never get patted down when I step in the place
Jiggied up, smoke the pot,
bad attitude, a red jacket, AK
A son of a gun
I gave a fuck since the first day
I'm a Ryda
Can't you tell by the black lokes?
An OG thug
Can't you tell
tek di party to di street
H2 pile up by di dozens at we feet
Cause real gangsta play fi keep, yo
[Chorus: Jimmy Cozier]
Love to see the ladies movin
rhymes, singin' hits faster
The master of the game, solo artist by name
Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame
Pass with flying colors,
all night long
Way back in the days when the
Hottest thang was Jherri curls
When you could always spot a gangsta
By the way his hair out grew his
and the clarity, it's cake like the lottery
Playa don't lie ta me, your stash couldn't cover me
What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie
Hoes, I keep those by
a trip
And hop into some gangsta shit with me
13 caps for them niggas who want to get with me
Get at me niggas empty enough clips at me
Want to put
Verse 1: (B.G.)
Money makin' is my thing
A mill is what I'm tryin' to reach
Good shit to my peeps is what the fuck I preach
Baby Gangsta is my
rhymes, singin' hits faster
The master of the game, solo artist by name
Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame
Pass with flying colors,
that I got, yo
Is shit I worked hard for
Life in the metro's so cold
Repeat 1
[gangsta boo]
I'm on some other type shit
I'm on some crazy ass shit
I'm
Gangstas make the world go round as it was written
That's why at every show somebody trippin'
So listen
Now I like to smoke weed & drink
bill y'all
[silkk the shocker]
Bitch I'ma g nigga like all tha way
So nigga they betta just fall away
(talkin' gangsta shit)
And still cross-over like
the cannons out, make you wish and blow your candles out
Raised by the streets, see-Murder show me what a man about
Gangstas never flinch and when they sent,
rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood
Oh, surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga show me
Nobody told me I
check my gangsta lean
Gorillas in my trunk so you know just how I'm vean?
Dem peanut butter guts so plush is wat I'm used ta hit the turbo booster
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