Lyrics:
Ya know, this just the life we live, uh; this just the life we lead
Sparks: Yeah, yeah, gangsta
Beanie: Tales, tales
Sparks: Gangsta! Yeah
Sparks:
(Dra-dra-dra-dramatic)
(Gotdamnit Dupri)
(Gangster)
If I ain't got it then I gotta take it
I can't hide who I am, baby, I'm a gangsta
In
many understand
Hey, gangstas! How yo doin', playas?
What's happening, thugs? I wanna get with you
PYT playa Young Thugs
You need some loving tLC
(Just
you shut up when you get arrested
And gangstas speak face to face, fuck a text message
Where you come from, y'all disrespect OG's
Where you come
I'm from Inglewood, where your life's considered a joke
Nigga, the bottom's off Crenshaw and 104th
Now it's time to separate these prankster gangstas
Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha
Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent
a gangsta image
Cover yo face in tattoos just to make Them listen
Flip packs and hustle fiends just to Make a living
The world is yours get off ya ass and Go
OG said I been a gangsta since you was in yo daddy nuts swimmin'
Born to be the greatest life I want ima soon love it
Im on a mission can't you tell
Still gonna be realest ever
Never saluted by gangstas plus
I'm respected and TDC
Look at they craze being in streets like
I'm the only one that they feel
And it's takin' his toll by the way human go
I can't give a F-U-C-K what he sold
It's Fash
Gangsta ass lollipops, your bitch got a sweet tooth
I'm in
mothafuckin’ catapult.
It’s glits and glamour, when you chill Adam Sandler,
when he’s eighty and unanimous,
talking ‘bout the rest of life like it was fucking
play with a gangsta
This heat going to hit you
Betta roll that dice
Betta roll that dice
Wanna play with a gangsta
This heat going to hit you
Betta roll
Yeah
Go crazy
MG (whew)
Yeah (Polo)
My nigga wicked wicked, still tote them blickies
Whole crew solid nigga, we don't fuck wit Mickeys
On my gangsta
the feds listening
I'm in New York and I'm still moving militant
I know the truth
You seen the lies
I'm living this life and you just getting by
I been there
fucked by his bros
Ain't no money being made with that pole
You sold your sold for a few bag a runtz
Used your re-up, just to stunt
OK
Chanel in this bitch
gra gra
Say you a gangsta but you aint pop none
Say you a shooter but you is not one
I see a opp and i drop one
Strapped up dont get hit with a hot one
games like the season over
I got range, I ain't talkin' rover
They be gangsta till it's time to show it
Y'all be cappin', that lame shit is over
We
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
[Kurupt (Daz)] Yeah nigga, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45,
[Chorus]
This is for my gangstas, real niggas, ballas, trill niggas
North side, South side, chunk ya deuce up
This is for my gangstas, real
about to make enough money
To buy you a life (OH)
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my
realize, this not a game this real life
I be spitting words to live by
Heavy on the grind I'm a get mine
Still getting it in when its quitting time
The main
urself this life has no hugs for u
Diamond in the back, sun roof top
Kickin' the scene with the gangsta lean like Ooooohh ooooohhhh
Camacho grace
give a row
Atlantic A-D-see is what I'm always givin' up
So niggas see-ware of the notorious "Panic Zone"
Crazy S-be -G
By the way it's Mr. Gangsta Bone
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