Lyrics:
They just flagging
I keep it gangster
To the death of me its losses
It's just business
And now you get to see it
I'm in my office
I'm on my boss shit
I
Well boys, we here for Jackpot this time
Ayy hoops
I ride it good like a Mercedes
How could you
Real gangster bitch can't be no lady
Uh
How could
But that
That Santiago.....
Thats my Mama side...
Thats where the.....
Thats where the Gangsters
Thats where the Og's
Thats where the......
Thats
70 on 7
Hit the block you need the package coping kelos by 11s
I fear GOD and fuck the reverend pop off anything you catchin'
I swear my life feel like
gangster, shit
We really from the pavement pavement
Ayy, first off I'm with
My Crip Street niggas
By myself, I'm moving like
I'm ten deep, nigga, ayy
You
gangsters boy yo' ass
Shoulda' known that
All the gangsters in the world
Can you feel this? Fuck the fakeness
We comin' with some real shit
Straight
did me justice
I can see you wanna drop your panties for The Phoenix
But the shows sold out you need another booking
You can tell it's A list by the way
Gangsters and thugs
Criminals and hoods
Some of my friends sell records,
Some of my friends sell drugs
Gangsters and thugs
Criminals
Gangster life, better recognize
B-Blacka is een enterprise, its a gnarly side
Die boom boom dat was mn friend voor life, always by my side
Ik kom
At Venice by the ocean
Rag-top Trey hits the three-wheel motion
There's gangsters all around
Still crazy sets, but you just don't clown
I pray L.A. can stay
up? *bang*
Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper then
the Dresta, smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rollin
gangster, ain't broke a law in yer
Im gonna turn it up all by myself
like a gangster motherfucker smoking all that kush
Im gonna turn it up all by myself
like a gangster motherfucker
Catch a 100 in your cap, your brain be by your waistline
LV on this track, hell of a bass line
Remind me of the times I was servin' them base lines
Only
Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' paper make me feel like
Let me see all of my gangsters come up in Chi-Town
Let me
We've been getting money, we were about child
Gutting niggers, keeping now we take them by their balls, balls, balls, balls, balls
I'm a ride this
I’m the problem and the solution
The revolution won’t be televised
It’s too gruesome too gangster
Too graphic for you born-again faggots
My words
the coaches
And I'm a always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is ferocious
Two guns by each lung with no holsters
And I control all
shootouts, me and my gangsters at your porch
Look in your eyes and I see ho, don't be surprised when you see smoke, bitch
Yeah, come through, yeah
What
you gettin' your wig spilt
Who run this gangster rap?
(no limit runnin' this!)it's 'bout to be it
187 khadafi
Jumpin' on ghetto dope with these gangster
on everything
I get so high that the sun
Could never set on me never say good-bye
This gangster shit's my destiny
Watchin' days go by
Just countin' all my
Gangster of love
I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with
Why must you record my phone calls?
Are you planning a bootleg LP
Said you've been threatened by gangsters
Now it's you, that's threatening me
something about a vandal's lust
The lifestyles of the scandalous
Ain't nothing like it america loves gangsters (ha ha ha ha)
Look at all the angel dust,
and give me the ball because we on the mound
Pitchin' heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit
Break a bitch, hog niggas take a shit
Pitchin' heat,
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