Lyrics:
high
I was born to be, born to climb
Can't hide from me, me say me boy I'm to be high
I was born to be, born to climb
Gangsta
Dance to the rhythm
(grrah)
International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas (squad!)
All these pipes in my trunk like I'm plumbin' and shit (stupid)
Spinnin' through your
scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I
'Cause I'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that a** up just to put her to sleep
Everyday is the same thang, I
'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep
Everyday is the same thang, I creep in
It's
Gangsta
(different kind of gangsta right here boy)
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Spiritual Gangsta
Critical... conditions we live in pitiful
I'm not
And he got a hundred spoles
Gotta keep a bad bitch, always been a savage
I was off the kush, lil' baby on the Xanax
How a gangsta roll
Just might take
skills
Streets is talking whole hood's whispering
Careful what I say 'cause I know dem folks listening
It's ya boy Mr. 17-5
Lil' mama whole the strap
two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
In a high holster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to cock back, we bust and your
I'm a growing G homie you can call me 44
I'm a growing G homie you can call me 44 44 44 44 44 44 44
What else spade, dze dze, nigga
I'm a gangsta ho
the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like, "Homegirl can't catch shit if it drop"
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don't fly by me in
and gangsta!
(Mr. G'stacka)
I'm leanin back and rollin up the window, we blowin indo
creepin up through the hood hittin up my kinfolk
and if you didn't know
crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why
what we do
This is what we do nigga - gangsta's talk!
Tell 'em one more time - gangsta talk!
All the homies in the hood - gangsta talk!
[Kurupt]
on another level
I know you feel this
the pimp and the gangsta
ask yo self
now who s the realest
(Chorus - Mr. G'stacka)
Now it's the pimp and the gangsta
this **** all night, leave your **** hog-tied
****, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side
Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy
****,
could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slow
There's a gangsta loose, callin all cars
Just left the house in some blue Allstars
Passin' by on them
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
When I kick it
I
crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
streets of a-fucking-merica. and
Not to be fucked with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. gangstas that
I aim fo, that's how the game go
Baby like the way I wake her up,
Cause I'm a gangsta I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke
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