Lyrics:
Droppin' this gangsta heat
Constantly
Over gangsta beats
Y'all really (y'all really)
Ain't ready for me
I'm 'bout to lock the game down
I'm tellin' ya
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
That paper work got your name in it (gone on)
Ain't with that fake shit, by the time they started showin' love
I was straight then (I don't even want
, on my gangsta wit my gangsta love
Anything you need yea I got it baby
Tell me what you need and I got it
Tell me what you need and I got baby, tell me
to none
Cause I'm a distinct thug
You new cats don't move me, the OG back
I got love in A T-X, all the way to the flats
A lil' some'ing in Alabama
Some in
fame, fame, not lame, lame
Get dick sucked by hoes (yeah)
Remember Lil Tay Tay?
I'm flexin' on those (Mmm, hmm)
Those got the stains, I don't worry about
you didn't had one
You'd probably run come come
Now spit it from the tip of your tongue
A lil wisdom
Gives em somethin' to move to, groove to
The next
Hey Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
Caviar on summer sunrise
I feel so good by his side
Want
Playboyz shout it, Mr Black and decradrill
Yea your girl say my name, please don't take offense
Have 'em bent like this, suckin' on some gangsta shit
I don't
'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
SouthSide Academy
[Mr. Shadow]
I'm from the Academy of Hard Knocks
Felons wit glocks, attitude fuck it when I see them cops
Pop, my mothafuckin heater, for
starts when I sting the eye
And then everybody jumps in (Ha, ha, ha)
Gangsta gangsta, come and get some
(Gangsta, gangsta, you don't want none)
Gangsta
the place to trip on good times
I'm surrounded by C's D's and double D's
some down ass women that freak me down to they knees
[Mr. Sancho]
as we walked up in
this work together
Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip
Even if we gotta slang dubs
Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by
bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack
[Lil' Kim]
Yeah I'm short and sexy, my love's divine
My name is QB and I blow your mind with the
*mouth noise*
When
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
that's extended
Because your momma got a glass eye with a fish in it
I-I think my, niggas is soldiers
I-I think my, bitches is gangstas
I-I think my,
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
love you Eaze (I do)
So bro I'm still witchu (E2)
Yo house don't even feel the same
Yo momma she miss you (She do)
Mr. Homewrecker (Huh)
Mr. Paid
Ralo, Young Thugga, Lil Boat (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi)
I want everybody in the front
The middle and both of the sides
And even in the back to turn
it's a round of applause
I gotta go, I almost fucked up a sale cause she wanna go a lil more
Send bro the lo, ayo the za by the mailbox she told me
Tyga Tyga
Or all the above
But no fallin' in love
We just fuck until we fall out and we fall asleep
You wanna uptown hustla you can call on me
I
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
Mmmm, mmmmm
Uhh, this sound makes me sick, ohh this that Gangsta shit, I know you feel it
Uhh this sound makes me sick, ohh this that Gangsta shit, I
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