Lyrics:
gangsta)
Black {*censored*} Fam, you know how these fuckin gangstas get
Aiyyo sex money and drugs, that's my life
Shrimp shooter with the red light,
[Chorus: x2]
I want to talk to the mayor, the governor, the motherfucking president
I want to talk to the FBI, and the CIA, and the motherfucking
Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go 'round
So only
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
[Chorus: x 2]
I want to talk to the mayor, the governor, the motherfuckin president
I want to talk to the FBI, and the CIA, and the motherfuckin
[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
rushin' when the mack blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink watch how quick life pass you
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
What's wrong with motherfuckers,
When
of the road baby
This life gon' drive me crazy
Been gettin' high lately
Wonderin' when the Lord gon' take me
Where the fuck my gangsta's at? (Yeah)
& Wesson
And all my niggas in the pen'
Here we go again
Ain't nothing separating us from a mack 10
Born in the ghetto as a hustla' older
Straight
the midnight
Picture the scene, these fiends with fire
Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva like Wheatstraw
Stuck
to break it down, I'ma fracture it
My mind is wanderin, I can't find it
But ten times outta ten, my mind on the money
Bandana around my head like I know
[Verse Three: Tre]
That's how I'm livin, still a gangsta, still a pimpin mack
All around hustler, 9 to 5 flippin crack
Tryin to stay up out of prison,
Talk about it, make em talk about it
Life to me is currency, prosperity I got it
And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on life support
I
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his
[Mack 10]
I do the damn thang, I let my nuts hang
And of course I`ma Inglewood swang (swang..)
Off the top - fuck cops!
Rollin through the hood in
fucked with it
Appetite for Destruction
For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
Murder in the first degree and manslaughter
Taking the life
studio gangsta mack
Sign a deal emcees wanna make a mill
But never will till he crosses over still
Feelin' no hate but fantasies come wit these
Just
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Talking: The record you about to hear is basically true.
The names have been changed to protect the guilty. (You a cold nigga)
Some breathe gangsta
Living on the run
And living day by day
On a 4x4
But it ain’t a cheverolet
For just 60 bucks
He can numb your pain
Look into his ear
And you can see
and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?
[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no
I'm a Dogg Pound gangsta for life
I'm twice as night, yep and I dump on sight
Get through with ya'll as I catch my flight
I got a show I gotta do out in
and 15th
Big wad of money, nothing less than a twenty
Yo, you want a whole chicken? Mack 10's got plenty
To be a dope man, boy, you must qualify
Don't
candy painted cadillac like outkast say
Ride on them thangs like mack 10, from back side to side like u.g.k.
Convertible lexus like eightball, mjg
500
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