Gangsta
Anderson .Paak, Free Nationals, A$AP Rocky
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Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta gangsta, gangsta The Free Nationals You know, my daddy was a gangsta And father before him was a damn thug I'ma learn to escape up out these handcuffs I ain't going to court to see no damn judge Cocked a four-fifth, blow knobs off the hinge My security guard big, but inside a punk bitch Ass nigga you's a trick, nigga you's a wankster, wankster And my pop was a gangsta F*ck that ho when I need sex, give me throat when I need neck Love her more when I'm erect, I reply when I see text I forgot her, God be vexed, say no more, my guy, say less Copy, copy, I'll be back with a TEC and stocking cap So turn on your thinking cap before I push your shit way back I'm the nigga, copy facts, they mad as hell where I be at, hold up Most of my memories fade, like all my enemies' names Like the Lion King, I'm in a way, I'm just here to reclaim Sipped on my Hennessy drink, sipped on my Henny Go on my memory bank 'til it's empty On the G-side of things, on the street side of things Would a word bad mean eighteen kind of things? (Yeah) And these niggas is serving life eighteen kind of ways And that was way before the eighteenth, by the way Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Yeah, I roll to my perfection and I smoke with no detection Baddest hoes in my direction, ain't no ho in my reflection I get chicks with my complexion, I'm a pimp, I know you guessed it Can't be bitchin', can't be questioned, I got gold in my complexion Pearls and stone in my new necklace, I got hoes for my erection I got votes for my election, I got hope for all my brethren, hold up You know, my daddy was a gangsta And father before him was a damn thug I'ma learn to escape up out these handcuffs I ain't going to court to see no damn judge Gangsta, gang-gang-gangsta Gang-Gang-Gang-Gangsta Gangsta, gang-gang-gang-gang-gangsta Gangsta, my pop was a gangsta F*ck that ho when I need sex, give me throat when I need neck Love her more when I'm erect, I reply when I see text I forgot her, God be vexed, say no more, my guy, say less Copy, copy, I'll be back with a TEC and stocking cap So turn on your thinking cap before I push your shit way back I'm the nigga, copy facts, they mad as hell where I be at, hold up The Free Nationals
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Written by: Rakim Athelaston Mayers, Brandon Paak Anderson, Callum Connor, Kelsey Gonzalez, Ron Tnava Avant, Jose Rios
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