Lyrics:
let's go
Look at my life (look at my life)
Look at my life, I'ma gangsta
(gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)
Look at my life (look at my life)
Look at my life,
shake ya boat.
Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oath
To get cake, or estates by the lake or boat
Bad hoes, (??)
See the snake, (??) leave faith
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Around here them boys, 'dem don't play (uh)
You can hear the sounds of gun spray erry day
I give 2 fucks by what a bird say
mobster, callin all the shots
From a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker
point is
You're a tv gangsta the only reason you know about the streets is
Cause of what you Watch
But you ain't nothing like 2 Pac you ain't got a glock
The Life of a... (Gangsta)"
(feat. Capone, Chinky)
They'll be a man
One to lead his people into victory
One who goes through time
One who seen pain
side and watch the haters die
Baby we meant, I can tell you by that gangstashit you gangsta bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me
the street light
Been spending most their lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise (x2)
Keep spending most our lives
Living in a gangsta's paradise (x2)
Look
when they step into tha Gangsta Party
Shake somethin’ twerk somethin’ girl move that body when you step into tha Gangsta Party
Verse 2
Smoke clouds
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say chill
So she puts
the bathroom
Diggin in a spleen witta gangsta lean
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Now it was all that night that we hooked shit up
Had hoes, 4-0's and 9's in
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
microphones
And they all wanted back by they peeps
Sleep if you dare, 'cause death catch niggas when they sleep
Beware of the consequences, it's senseless
Yeah motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo
All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
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
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
Money, Cash Money, man
(yeah, real shit nigga)
Gangsta shit, get your game up, boy, for real
The clock is ticking, the cops is sitting
Waiting on me
got a Gangsta Vibe
And she want a Gangsta Boo
I'm one of the dangerous kind
She want to know how a Gangsta move
I'm her type a nigga she likes
Bell my
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
it'll lift your spirit
Turn your appearance into a disappearance
Di, di, di, di, di, di, di, di, di, ding
I fuck with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but
Uhh, uhh, gangsta gangsta yeah
Uhh, uhh, it's gangsta gangsta yeah
Uhh, uhh, shit I'm livin' gangsta gangsta shit
Yeah
[Chorus: x2]
I'm from
a gangsta (2xs)
(chorus)
i'm a thank you for them times
you put a smile upon my face
you've always been able to make me see
that life be rough but i be tough
Three minutes my nigga, y'all know what it is
JUST BLAZE!
("No more fun and games!")
Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident
Nigga Witta Attitude,
Gangsta sima PSG ride out di noite ti manhã
Two bago di Messi grr grr dja sta
Two bago di Messi grr grr dja sta
Su kre podi ben confirma
Drive by cu
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