Lyrics:
but it's different when a gangsta shinin'
He shoot, they shoot, he shoot, but it's different when a gangsta firin'
I asked God, "Was it different when
my style, trying to get rich, so I decided to flip my shit
Bene-fit me like a tight outfit, like Mr. Biggs' about to have a fit
It's, a, bout, to,
[Ja Rule]
Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, see'mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my nigga Vin Diesel in the house, why'know
Number one movie in the country
I'm a rapper Mr. Champion
No gangsta だが看板かつ顔役
アマチュアかつプロフェッショナル
No.1 ヘッズ No.1 キッズ No.1 ファン
I'm a rapper Mr. Champion
No gangsta だが看板かつ顔役
if you see what my eyes have seen
Then you'll understand why I'm surrounded by G's
If you owe me, and we got beef
I recommend you reach for your
heavy
And have me and crone their dreams
By the time I was seven my mom left my pop
Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York
Then my mom
We keep it happenin' and crackin', mackin', stackin'
With my gat and I'm a Gangsta about my motherfuckin'
Paper Loc, I'm Mr. B-A-D, I'm with Bigg
calling us busters
Can't help but reminisce back when it was us
Nigga, we started this gangsta shit!
And this the motherfucking thanks I get?
It's funny
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
spent, tell the jewler make my watch bigger
Soulja Boy blowed up like a fuckin' ball
All I need is ten minutes in a club with Lil Jon
Get my goons in this
nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
[Willie D]
Well let me tell you a lil' somethin 'bout the niggaz I roll with
We chin check bitches, we
counting my funds
and walking on you bitch niggaz that run
I'm from
[Chorus - Snoop Dogg]
213 the gangsta clicc
21 motherfucking 3 nigga
All we do is
bitch niggas that run
I'm from
213 the gangsta clicc
21 motherfucking 3 nigga
All we do is the gangsta shit
Gangsta shit, biatch 213 the gangsta clicc
half-steps (Cannon, Cannon went crazy)
From the bottom, ain't no half steppin'
I'm the Dogg, I made it through, so they don't ask questions (Gangsta)
Long
nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
[Willie D]
Well let me tell you a lil' somethin 'bout the niggaz I roll with
We chin check bitches, we
better
They want me on my Mayweather
Know I get plenty blue cheddar
But I'ma keep it hood forever
I guess that's just the gangsta in me
I guess
and planetary motions
This is Snoopy Collins
And I'm going to give you a funkin' eargasm
Yeah (I'm the Love Gangsta, baby)
So put your guns away and just roll it
I'm gettin' dizzy as the world keeps spinnin' like a Frisbee
Gangstas and girls make the world twirl
No hesitation I can run a nation from
dreadlocks
I got bops fuckin' and suckin' me by the flock
But these chicken head bitches ain't good for nothin' but top
But all that stops when they activate
gotta get it
So if ya hood come up sho', then I'd probably get it
If lil momma dick then I gotta hit it
The trojan gotta be a magnum for me to fit it
can you be a hustler?
Not if you is an undercover busta
[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
What about this motherfucking aintsta
Wannabe gangsta
Sittin' in
a nigga on the flip duke
I'll flip you, you must be smokin' dip fool
Nothin' but a bitch fool
Means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure
gangsta
Stacking money like a pro
Lil baddie on the low
Throw a tantrum on the floor
You gon give me what I want
Miss gangsta Imma go hard
Go hard like
flossin grips
I give a damn bout the next fool, my Tek rule
Ol' school nigga bout to take it to the next school
This gangsta shit is like drugs, runnin'
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