Lyrics:
. Knox. (music turned off)
There’s no limit to the imagination and human ingenuity. We are living in a wonderful time, Mr. Knox. I think this Enrico Caruso
And my gangsta ways
They hung off they guns
And made it to the grave
Cause I'm a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G
[Kurupt]
Yeah Yeah
Gangsta like, uh huh
To all my O.G.'s and all my Y.G.'s
Daz Dillinger, Daz kurupt (dat nigga daz!)
[Xzibit]
I move bricks
the pain, his true feelings never show, no
Okay Gangsta
He won't let nobody misconceive him
Cus he been broken by too many people
Okay Gangsta
Watch yourself
got the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television
got the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television
they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got me
Boy you only gangsta on da blockchain.
Only get money on da blockchain.
Shawty only bad on da blockchain.
Huh, yeah, yeah.
Behind them profile pics I
Run the tape treal
I know when I'm in the zone
We gangstas right chea, oh yeah (oh yeah)
Say uh uh say uh, I'm so gangsta
So motherfucking gangsta
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
Bandanna wrapped around the chop call it Tupac
I just spent 200 on some tubes socks, Niggas ain't gangsta J-Reed with the oowap
Done smoking shhhh
up with 5 or more pounds, I take em
If niggas could stop cappin in they raps
Then on my life I'll pay em
And wassup with all these lil gangsta rats
holdin' the fo'-five
You know who I am bitch, I'm Mr. Westside
This West West or nothin' - get your pistols, get your flag
Gangstas we love to sag, we
holding the fo'-five
You know who I am bitch, I'm Mr. Westside
(This West West or nothin' - get your pistols, get your flag)
(Gangstas we love to sag, we
that old mackin' fast
Old school gangsta style, smokin' dank
Cognac lounge beat, Mr. Flamboyant
Motherfucker, M-Mr. Flamboyant
Yes motherfucker
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I know people You know what I'm sayin
They get it in Yeah
Aine gotta be
yo
It's got a hold on me
The streets won't let me go i'm in love
It takes it's toll on me
When I try to leave it alone
I can't say no to the gangsta's
out to Sac Town
You lookin' at a gangsta in his finest hour
Till they lock me up or rain on me lead showers
Even if I ain't got a watch on my wrist
Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies
Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in
She's got to be when she's around my heart goes out of beat
(She's a gangsta's girl so you better watch out)
Every time she passes by, I cannot stand
A gangsta's born every day
So make sure that you keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
And now that I know the game
I'll make sure that I keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Gangsta...drivin' by night, lookin' for a fight
Tired but bold, no one place to go
Restless but free, would you want to be with me
Gangsta...livin' on borrowed
I'm a full time hustler posted on the block
Got to get it to live
And I'm never gon' stop
I'm a gangsta, I'm a gangsta
When the right you can hear
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