Lyrics:
grip, she want a gangsta, on Crip
(Strolling in the party)
'Cause you never met or seen a nigga quite like me
Just tryna give it to ya
(Walking in
know the name of the game, yo' bitch chose me
Nigga, we can handle this like some gentleman
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
(Well what's up
rink, mobs and crews would take minks
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games
A lotta cash
up out yo shit
Spin your Benz round and round again circles on you tricks
Ms. Bitch, Gangsta Boo, whatever call it how it come
If you come the wrong
on the block, This bag of rocks right here gon get me paid
You know that BSG the gang (VLRRDDD)
Shoutout to 97(SWISHH)
I'm not going to that party if i can't
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
now
Favorite rapper killa gangsta nigga from da Creek han
HE BE living what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber by the eats
Go lie
TYPES like I'm lee now
Favorite rapper killa gangsta nigga from da Creek han
HE BE living what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber
rhyme
But by the end of it, y'all niggas is gon' be like, "Yo, X ripped it"
Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop
Them cats can't be for real, I
Enters your head
Then eruptions of a mass production
Will spread when
Music is louder
Full of gunpowder
Microphone machinery
When I see a crowd of
Party
Enters your head
Then eruptions of a mass production
Will spread when
Music is louder
Full of gunpowder
Microphone machinery
When I see a crowd of
Party
Rockin shows
Knockin hoes
Screamin (Party over here!)
But behind the scenes
Ain't all what it seems
Motherfuckers run schemes
When it comes to the greens
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
I just came to party and
I don’t want yo liquor
Unless you spike that shit with
Molly man
I can’t tip a stripper unless she got Beyoncé body frame
taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got chicks in the living room
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
Gangstas shoot up yuh party fi have fun
Walk wid me 'K and people nuh stop run
Shmurda-er, Glock bredda
Gyal deh 'ya, Mac deh 'ya, ask Killa
Dem say dem
what you got
Move it over here
Right here
Right here
JB's we'll be right there
Every time you want to party yo we take it there
You know we
nigga Mike (?) blow 'dro through the sunroof
Jeckyll'n'Hyde and purple haze
And I still be in Brooklyn, and party with Maze
I got a ghetto pass, yo
become truth just 'cause you believe in it
Sorry, I'm not sorry, it's my party
Your bitch wanna be gangsta, look-a-like barbie
You whip yo' Hyundai, like
nigga to go trip
Niggas always talking
Like they about they business
I don't need a witness
Every time I'm come around
I do my thing
You mad cause yo
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