Lyrics:
A day like this
Hey, it's gonna be a hell of a night
Homie you know what it is
Cause I'm so fly
Ya eyes don't lie
You fuckin' wit a gangsta tonight
shit cost
Raised by the pits and them rots we the mothafuckin big dogs
If it aint Pac Snoop or Dre
You ain't sold more than me and King Lil G
In the last
the kid, 50 on that killa shit
That big mobster bad man; BGF guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like diesel on the block
So if you with me you gon' eat,
a big bank thang so we actin bad
now tell me I'm the shit like I don't know
we represent them niggas out that five o fo
thug niggas and goodfellas thats
Tu' mir den Gefallen und bleib Gangsta
Das heißt mach genau das, was du denkst, klar
Steig in den Wagen, zeig mir die Straßen
Ganxtaville - wir rasen
getting mesmerized by tha way she seduce her
If I’m being truthful don’t think a condom gone be useful
These hoes turned my dick to stone one of they
know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
Big motherfuckin' Snoop Dogg, I'm pimpin'
Bitches
Hoes
Ladies
Listen
Buster-ass niggas pay attention,
did
And unfortunately still do
Like you said a big mood
I walked away with no emotion
Just to turn the corner
Into a lonely explosion
By myself
Inside
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
Orleans, nowhere near peace
Pure beast, fear-free "Dear grief"
Catch up, bitch, I'm in gear three
Zoom, gone, see you, peace, drop one finger (Gangsta
was any hotter I could start a cult
I was trouble the minute my momma's water broke
You never see the weak destroy me, I'm focused
I was raised by
woah
I'm protected by the hood gangstas (yeah, all my gangstas)
I thank God that I'm still here
In face of all the bull-ish
Maybe lessons from
gangsta boo trouble bankroll lil keed
Pnb rock dmx big pokey mo3 and doe b
Shawty lo nipsey hussle takeoff big scar og d
Pop smoke snootie wild Draco big
is Disturbin Tha Peace
I20 goddamn it said something
Bout some gangstas
Titti Boi with some mutha fin gangstas
Ludacris is like this check it, yo
I'm
really don't do it, do they?
So I'm doin' it for y'all
Marco or bust, I'ma ruin it for y'all
Stomp that, strap up, mash up
And get it crackin' with
that's what you gotta do
When you have a Napoleon Complex
You ain't a gangsta
You an actor performing his role
While his on set
Part of this big ass
bed
I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother
I'm a bad, bad bad, and a wicked in bed
Yo yo, check this out
This is for y'all hokey-pokey punk pussy
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
After the party, it's the Waffle House (yeah, uh-huh)
If you ever been here, you know what I'm talkin about (yeah, uh-huh)
Where people don't
knowin what I'm knowin
Then live your life.. cause, we're..)
[Chorus]
(Cause, we're..)
[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big
the other ones
I'm cracking at the seams, backed by hopes and dreams
Knowin that there's more to life than dope and CREAM
But at the same time, I'm trying
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in
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