Lyrics:
Bumpin new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went somethin like this:
Cruisin down the street in
by Law from preaching reversed
Away from Love away from Christ
The Abbé came back, acclaimed by' his own
Stronger than ever richer than never
Please
the ghetto
Slangin' dub sacks
And I duck when they fly by
'cause Killa Cali' is the state for the drive-by
Caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
Ya
the voice
I'm a gangsta by choice I hope my son's choose wiser
And don't call me sir, call me survivor uh
Yeah, uh, haha
And they go yup
Yup, yup, yup
back that bitch is fuckin with dem gangstas
Eastside Westside these are my potnahs
Do that shit, you know what I'm talkin bout nigga
I tell you about
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
chemistry we got is everlasting
If this chemistry we got is, I'm just asking
I know this sound like all those love songs
Perhaps it's on time since all
Dad was in prison
Linda was my blessing even though I didn't listen
Mike played music, Marvin Gaye, The OJays
Sade, Tina Turner, Teena Marie, Rick James
Blood cut into crack, praying for heart attack
bud, yes we talking that fat pack
Rud, I love red pull out that mac
Flood, shits been moving like katrina
cant help it
Myself esteem is even higher when im walking with you
You give me fire and desire
Like Tina Marie and Rick James do
I don't care burn
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But
That's what this life is like
(Now do you love your life?)
Now please don't give me a reason
Cause I know you wanna keep breathing, this evening
I've
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean (oh oh) and love
have for you
Better loving no fit to pass me by ya
Pass me by wey I go watch am pass Oh
I have no reason na the vibe wey just Dey draw me to you
Is not
Everybody is a everybody is a everybody is a….
Everybody is a gangsta baby
Everybody round here is a thug
If I was gangsta
You’re the kind
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
gone
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my guy
Marie Hines
Endless
Endless
How do you really measure the years
By the hourglass or the traveled fields
And I'll still the hand that fixes
To the beat, y'all, and you don't stop
A-yes, yes y'all, and you don't stop
A-one, two, Com Sense is gonna drop, haha
Mmm, mmm
Uh, uh
I used to love
all I need was a hand trigger
Semi-automatic MAC-11 just to scare niggas?
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
And fear of man grow
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
your love on the low
But you know
These niggas try to knock us off our thrown
This world is cold
Gotta keep you tucked next to my chrome
For some gangsta
You better give respect to the ones that believed you
And were there by your side when the going got tough
And had your back when you got to fuck
and serve hoes like flap jacks
(But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
You run up in
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