Lyrics:
the hood that bitch got 1-25 in the dash
(She like a gangsta 'cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha wanna do with it?)
What it is, what it ain't
(What?)
moments a Hustle
And everybody ain't gone love you
When it's harder to touch you
Ima G.A.N.G.S.T.A
C.R.I.P
Movin times 3
Out In D-wood
Where I'm livin all
Getting gangsta on a song
This song's
for the hood
I just came here tonight to celebrate the life of Trayvon Martin
I just came here tonight to celebrate
Getting gangsta on a song
This song's
for the hood
I just came here tonight to celebrate the life of Trayvon Martin
I just came here tonight to celebrate
money, get dat guapp
Yea by every mean "bang"
I say
All my g's stand up, "rugged team" yea
All my gangsters stand up, yea
"Stand up stand up"
All my all
First verse [kilo-g]:
Now if I step up on you with two nine millimeters,
Nigga you best to up and feel the heat from my niener
Or you gone be the,
[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)
(Battle zone, Goodie)
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha want to do
1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy
What's the problem shorty?
Yeah what up man
I'm the only nigga from Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin
and love it, sort of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest,
If you know like I know
You don't wanna step to this
It's the G-funk era
Funked out with a gangsta twist
If you smoke like I smoke
Then you're like
[Verse One: Drag-On]
I'm just a Bronx gangsta
You was wit me when I was gang bangin'
Crack slangin', snuck the back way in
Ya helped me back ????
Mhhh anhhh gangsta
They don't play keep a k where you stay
My niggas they don't play
You know we keep a k
Finna pull up where you stay shoot a nigga
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
shit live to ya peephole
Shorty wanna ride wit' a G though
And we never break the G code
Crack another bottle of the pinot
Hit it out the park Great
a gangsta, well join a gang
You a pimp, well then pimp a bitch, get 'em rich or just get the change
See I live by the quarter mile, I'm walkin' against
1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy
What's the problem shorty?
Yeah what up man
I'm the only nigga from Brooklyn out here man
I'm tryin'
G's for cookin' they slabs
Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it
It's a hard life we livin', they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes from killin',
and fuckin' these 'rats
I'm gangsta, nigga, know that for a fact
Shorty a lil mad I ain't calling her back
King of this rap, Bull City on my back
Hang up my
the contours of the land
Intricate architects, that's linked to a plan
The W you hyphen T A N G
My rap flow automatic and never empty
Don't tempt me, quick
Young beast from the east
So you know I puts it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangsta girl
About to fly east line national
By the way that I bounce
Yo, what's up, bro? Talk to me, Stony Pimp
Shorty wildin' from the bottom too much pain
And too much drama
Want the truth but you couldn't give it
Shorty where you goin'
I know that them dudes ain't treatin' you right
Shorty where you goin'
I can show you the finer things in life
Shorty where
Niggas steady getting chopped
Losin' they life behind stupid shit
Ain't that a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig split
And it's a shame
Killin' has
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