Lyrics:
I'll be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Ayy,
In 1492 you came upon these shores.
Seven hundred years, educated by the moors;
17th Century, genocide and the gun
Middle Passage blessed
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta
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
Almost Christmas Eve
A couple more days
I'll be far away
But tonight, I'm here with friends
All the old folks
Telling old jokes
My it's good to be
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'
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta
All I know is gangsta
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta
Gangsta
live a normal life
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me chasing dreams
I'm an educated
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed, I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
they got me facin'
I can't live a normal life
I was raised by the street
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin' got
Me
Gloria Hosanna in excelsis!
E'en so here below, below,
Let steeple bells be swungen,
And "Io, io, io!"
By priest and people sungen
Gloria Hosanna in
[B-Real]
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses
For the trivial things and the pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I, young
Right on to New Year's Eve
Turn up the music
Come and sit by the fire
We can make this moment last forever, yeah
Don't read no instructions, boy
the gang truce
[Keith] Gangstas flop, they go pop like Shabba-Doo
[Chino] They be perpetratin live, like they wild on the avenue
[Keith] Gangstas flop,
have it figured out by now
There's no need for me to hang around
I gotta get outta town
Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat
Half empty plane
with that nigga again".
'fore I'm locked down I learned to be
what I am now and that's a motherfucking O.G.
Original gangsta
Daz:
I grew
the evening for a spoon
Call around tomorrow night
We can then put out that fire in the furnace
My mama will sure be out of town
She'll be entertained by
the 'Bach
With a batch of them bangin' Dre Beats with me, look where I'm at
It's the murder cap' and I'm captain at birthin' this gangsta rap
It's a wrap
a honky-tonk Christmas
But I'll be over you by New Year's Eve.
[Instrumental]
''Blue Christmas'', turn it up I wanna hear it
So I can unwrap all them mem'ries
lookin' fat" (fat)
I'm a gangsta, I keep it legit (legit)
Not gon' hold you, I told her some secrets (what?)
So she know I be on that shit
Told her not
talk, you in they mouth like a dentist
We keep it gangsta, mommas love it cause they know it's real
Like UGK, "we keeps it real" mobbin' through
a Communist
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
I said, let's go and play Adam and Eve
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she
of my people
I was raised by the apes in this dark creep show, but yo
Now gangstas live, gangstas die
Grab ya guns, soldiers ride (show discipline
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