Lyrics:
forgive. It's cause my moms was a gangsta and my pops was the devil. Appearin' well put together, but at night it was hell holes. Don't get me wrong me
leanin', if I don't got it I feel nauseous, I'm a hot head when I'm sober, off the drugs you better be cautious
Niggas talk this gangsta shit but you know
Legs and get fucked
By a rich gangsta rapper, that's what's up
But you gotta stay on point
Because bitches like her
Just reel a nigga in, and set a nigga
extorted
All our plugs in the drawer (Course)
Closed casket gang, we up by three
Check the count (On gang)
Ion going out like 9locknine
I ain't shooting up
or care if you bad
I know that your mad cuz I got what you lack
That's gangsta, That's gangsta
Wanna see mine? Ok imma show you mine
Check this out
Yeah,
and everything that done made him
Jit can sell everything, he gon' get it gone
None by his side
Swear to God he would risk it all
And he don't got a name
He gon'
for me
Baby girl I love you by my side
So anything you need, that means you got me
So just my ghetto queen gon' take that ride
Look here lil'momma I'm
since
It's time to unload on y'all niggas
Yeah, uh i know y'all used it already, uh
But y'all didn't rip it like Freddie, uh
Yeah, Freddie gangsta
Here we
Buddy Hield
About it, that gangsta shit, boy
We still about it ('K)
My jit wavin' the stick, he barely miss
Every time he see a nigga been hit, he say
bout
How you throw dat c** Back
Gangsta Lean
Suck that thang read mean
cin't never scare to put it in between
YO Body
You put that thang in Motion
za come expensive
Beef can be old I still aim at his dentures
He could be home I still aim at the tenants
Ice came from dentyne approved by the dentist
playing Gangsta but told the laws my name
Imma solid lil nigga ain't no fraud on my cards
Still the same Nigga that's was trapping outta stolen cars
bang w us you say u gangsta gotta prove it up yo heat and bust you give a bitch erthang you got and she gone still leave i’m by myself ian got nobody
really a gangsta
See the sauce
When it drip off my fingers
[verse 1]
Why u nigga be ducking from me
And u say u a gd
So act like a gd (on god )
I live
Time go by,
Puffing on lye
I'm feeling too fly,
And that ain't even now
See I's a gangsta homie,
(I’s) I's a gangsta homie,
But it's some'ing about
I ain't gon let up, he won't get up, yeah bitch I'm thuggin'
Big ol' ugly something under my t-shirt by my stomach, get to steppin'
Turn you into
tell 'em we back
Matter fact
Let 'em know we never left
Oh, we back in that one bag, huh? (Gangsta Grizzillz)
My friend group compared to yours is
can't care about it not a little bit
I be running this shit got to love this
I be killing the beats then drug shit
Man they tryna to play gangsta, get
drinking coffee out their mugshot
Yeah my mothers taking pictures at the stop sign
Started pimping butterflies inside my stomach (Kdot)
Had no gangstas
bout
How you throw dat A** Back
Gangsta Lean
Suck that thang read mean
Ain't never scare to put it in between
YO Body
You put that thang in Motion
Let me start off by saying fuck my friends I'm bout my ends and I'm hooked on being stress free,
Only my spine has my back cause not a soul has my
I been feeling good yea maybe cuzz I’m lonely by myself I’m still a gangsta up the pole that boy a gonner ain’t no pushing pain down weed just keep
side
Wanna Bon & Clyde wit me? Yeh
Wanna Bon & Clyde wit me
HOOK:
They see us
Then they run
WestSide Cali
Thatís where Iím from
Ainít no gangsta
Ainít
on business, trenches 'ready know that
Throw that nigga on a jersey, turn 'em to a throwback
Yeah that opp he was a gangsta, he ain't even hold back
Nigga stood
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