Lyrics:
Like a gun shot
Twist' is yo' flow cold?
Well I think so
Kim do you got dranks
Crist' by the box
Twist' do you got smokes
Well I got 'dro, now baby
As I walk through the valley of the shadow death
Nothing left just a head full of stress
So wear your vest around here and protect ya chest
Coz they
a shooter"
"We a rough neck stout"
"cnywhere we go"
"We say we move all ‘bout,
"So tell us"
"What you're seeing"
"Call me when"
"The tour bus"
"Is colder"
gangsta Cass' that I bang Cass'
Once again you came back after
Jesus saved yo' fake ass
So this ain't even a welcome
Home party for you
This is technically
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 1 ]
South Central
The home of true gangstas
Down for all when I proachin by a stranger
we chill although my girl gets mad at me
She has
before gangsta rappin' was an art
Nigga (nigga), so don't test ya bullet-proof vest (nah)
'Cause real niggas do real things up under stress
That's from
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
[ VERSE 1 ]
South Central
The home of true gangstas
Down for all when I proachin by a stranger
we chill although my girl gets
niggas got it all wrong
Some niggas fake the gangsta shit, so niggas think we all songs
They come up to a motherfucker joking, man
They want to test
keep it comin' by yourself
But I'm tryna hold you down and we can gravitate to wealth
Yeah, she gangsta but she got an attitude to her
Yeah, she gangsta
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
control, I'd like to know
If you really ready for some super dynamite soul!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
So what's this? A new attitude, you're tryin'
to hush up
Rolled a fat blunt and smoked this motherfucking dope up
Cause you know what? (What up?)
Shit a nigga know you're so tough, but bitch I want
to hush up
Rolled a fat blunt and smoked this motherfucking dope up
Cause you know what? (What up?)
Shit a nigga know you're so tough, but bitch I want
you're in a gangsta scene
With a villain doin damage on a 24 track
With no confusion to finish my conclusion
Rythymatic rhymes from a radio cat
You can't
suffered set-backs
Had shouldn't-have-said-thats, had made everyone mad
He made 808s, so he's everyone dad, know he ever gets sad
Hotel rooms by
Bitches passing by, "oh my, he's so gangsta" (you're out of line)
Mmm, I'll tell you what I'm talkin' 'bout
When I was a young boy (you're out of line)
Daddi with a "I" girl you're doin'
everything by the book Nate Dogg tell 'em how she looked
Nate:
Girl ya lookin' fine so fine I wonder if you'd like
for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for
Like a gun shot
Twist' is yo' flow cold?
Well I think so
Kim do you got dranks
Crist' by the box
Twist' do you got smokes
Well I got 'dro, now baby
to Texas , back up to Los Angeles , we've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin´ rushed by too many to handle us ,
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
that you step and do your danceroutine
It ain't a dream my man, you're in a gangsta scene
with a villain
It how to bank on a nigga, and break these hoes
We do it coast to coast, the biggest pimps by far
So Rappin' Ron won't you tell 'em who you are
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