Lyrics:
naughty, tellin em shorties, havin orgees
Watchin pokeys with four freaks - now that's me
I be the nasty cuban, slammin like I'm patrick ewing
Pass me a bag
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: B.G.]
Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)
But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)
But I don't care,
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man, fuck
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Them drug gangstas
Yo son,
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man, fuck
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Them drug gangstas
Yo son,
tell it's a drug the way the streets paying
I got the cheapest quarter pieces and you can tell I'm a dboy by my sneakers C.O.C
Chorus
Motherfuckers
Lyrics translated by HIPHOPLE.com
See, I'mma kick that gangsta shit so let me fuck with em
See, I'mma kick that gangsta shit so let me fuck with em
gangsta, new orleans soldier, banging under water,
fuck around and soak ya, lousiana gunner, im bout my holster,
and if you gettin greasy, im an ulcer, im
[Verse 1]
I ain’t no gangsta
Tho I get wild with a pay stub
Bought a good time with a baster
Liable to paste her up a wall
Firing the bass up
Finna
like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air
Table dances by my chair
Get something now
I'm hot from New Orleans
Weezy F
bangin my songs
As i roll anutha joint an' make a call on da fone
It's Pretty Tony it's on an' crackin my nigga
It's ya big bro I herd ya rappin my
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
run New York (yeah)
Watch out! We run New York (yeah) (Hurricane G hit em one time)
From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
let me explain
Your lil' man made me give him a lift
So you ridin' with gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of other shit
Murderers is the clique, niggas
straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
I'm comin' straight from the 90's
I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy
Fo-sho
I'm comin'
heard a rumor, I bet you heard that I'm a real one
(Gangsta Grillz)
You know what it is
I was gon' give y'all a chance to catch up
When you hear
addicted to hoes
They feelin' on the big dipper, let 'em play with it, stop
But they don't wanna fuck me, they wanna fuck my cock
I'm the bearskin rug, no
to the function n hop out like hey cousin
N by the end of every function niggas really get to bussin
That shits regular
They give a fuck about us
That’s BIG CAP
as crawling
Subs still beat up the trunk as if they were sponsored by Spalding
Bending corners, blowing swishers, stacking figgas with my hittas
If I'm not then
foreign chicks wit big ass hips
My Pokey balls on they lips
Then I'll do they ass like cshe
Let one go then I'll dip
I Ball like ah swoosh on da mic
Your man's got shot
And Smelly Went Out By The Pokey
Like Nigga I Do This Shit Doley
Pop Another Yerky
Pouring up the Wock
Everything shot
Spinning
a cheerio
Uhn 忍者s mobbing in the night
Had to get the クナイナイフ (Sheen)
Uhn 大名 what ya know
忍者s Mobbing for my life (Let's go)
Uhn Living by the bay
Everyday I'm
You know what I'm sayin? From the NO to the LBC.
[Chorus]
All my real gangstas throw yo hood up
Throw yo hood up, throw yo hood up
Now to all my
pussies not my homies
When I'm scheming do dirt by my lonely
I say baby do you love me?
I'm a Gangsta can't let a nigga hoe me
Not the old me them pussies
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