Lyrics:
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
body gets jacked
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta, gang-gangsta
Gangsta, gang-gangsta
That gangsta love
Yeah, she love it the way I put it
'bout
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang, gangsta
That gangsta love
Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her
gangsta and they love dat s***, hey
I keep it gangsta and they love dat s***, hey
I keep it gangsta and they love dat s***, hey
If you's a gangsta you gon'
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
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
melted into some ice
You shoulda been rappin' to the beat of my song
Mr. Californ-ia, paper ganster-a
I'm lookin' for love, not an empty page
Full
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
G-Gangsta,
Gangsta
G-Gangsta
That gangsta love
Yeah she love it the way I put it on her
Blowing trees in the breez sippin' Corona
Lost dog I give it
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
(grrah)
International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas (squad!)
All these pipes in my trunk like I'm plumbin' and shit (stupid)
Spinnin' through your
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
G-Gangsta,
Gangsta
G-Gangsta
That gangsta love
Yeah she love it the way I put it on her
Blowing trees in the breez sippin' Corona
Lost dog I give it
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
to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can
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
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 it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
She my lil gangsta and she count my paper
She love counting that paper my gangsta
Shawty yeah you know you my lil gangsta
My lil gangsta
She my lil
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
Gangsta
(different kind of gangsta right here boy)
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Spiritual Gangsta
Critical... conditions we live in pitiful
I'm not
it gangsta
we gon keep it gangsta
[kandi] we can keep it gangsta tonight
[lil Scrappy] i'm a keep it gangsta
[kandi] we can do whateva you like
give a fuck
Niggas like me role wit Master P
And that red ass gangsta Mr. be -O-Z
Niggas like me from the west to south
Niggas like
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Have one on us aight (ain't nothin' but a gangsta
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