Lyrics:
into her life
She a gangsta lil' vibe, baby that's the shit I like
I'ma take a chance and I'm hopin' that she fuck with me
I've never met somebody with
a stone
To you my dear
* : Haitian Creole Word
*(1) My Mrs
*(2) i know
*(3) what quality you are
*(4) you never changed
*(5) you are always there by my
love extra love
c lil extra baby
c lil extra baby
I love you very much en you know that heah en she would be like Calvin why cre you laughing en I
packs
Them chubby black kids eating Lil Debbie snacks
Put your fist in the air and let's take a stand
No Mr. officer, I don't wanna shake your hand
nigga, you got yo ass kicked
I was a curious child
I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gangsta style
The way they talk, the way they walk,
nigga, you got yo ass kicked
I was a curious child
I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gangsta style
The way they talk, the way they walk,
But my niggas, yeah, they loaded
Yeah, you know they on that
I need a gangsta
A real one, gon' hold me down
She gon' spank somethin' behind your love
[Chino] I catch em perpetratin streets over beats when they through
[Keith] Gangstas flop, they go pop like Shabba-Doo *echoes*
[Kool Keith]
Super
Turn the drums up
Turn my vocals up, too
I hear myself a lil more
Yeah, yeah yeah
More, more, more, more more more
Moto, moto, moto, moto, moto,
gangsta
She show me love she give me neck
She wanna swallow a playa
I keep it so G
I dont tell a soul a thing
I dont even need a gun Ill beat yo ass like
(She like a gangsta cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus
the hood that bitch got 1-25 on the dash
(She like a gangsta 'cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
Yeah
Not a boy cuz I turned to the man now
Took yo main chick cuz she love how I stand out
Giving out free swag, I love to give handouts
Finna blow
Hear come the cases
I hope the gangsta shit
You saying
Nigga you stand on it
Lil G
Hit the jackpot
I thank the lords that my mans on
Ain't to much
made
Was one step farther from everything that I
Love and to what? A
World of dysfunction, disrespect
And distrust come to think of it
It is sort of like
pressed back, I bet
Grip the pistol
Press the trigger, then she let back
Hell thug with it
She in love widdit
She be fucking with them gangstas
She got
out
Keep it too gangsta and smooth I tell her the truth I don't play with her mind
She 5 months pregnant with a lil girl I was fucking that hoe like
that's why I feel Pac
How we let 'em kill Nipsey, though? I'm still shocked
That nigga showed me so much love I couldn't hold the tears
Inspired by
fucked up, and burners tee
That's gangsta love, from the heart
Yo I told y'all from the start
And now (y'all know who)
Keep it G'd up, I can't slow
by a gangsta nigga
800 We banging with it and ready for any mission
As a jitt I keep the rod but ain’t no shit bout fishing
Infatuated with the glizzy
case fools lose love
These days still the same
I can steal the flame, eyes kill with the pain
So I advise why'all to chill with the games
Entertain
while I
Put these balls together
Feeling like rise up tell mama
We gon be rich forever
Lil mama say she loves me, she loves me not
But I could give a fuck
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
at heads.....
Im a dumb, retarded, n stupid,
lost my mind fuckin round with lil boosie, badazz
Show money I love it, I be takin pictures with it,
see me I be
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