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Sitting at my mom's dreaming
About paychecks with loot
My ex-girl's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop… (oops)
I'm interrupted by the door knock

It's been a long time coming
Too long, too long
It's been in the making a quarter century
But it's here now, it's here now
If by time you hear this

Ooh
Ah, yeah, mm

Okay, the monkey's jumpin' off my back
'Cause once upon a time, there was a boy who died
A gangster disciple, a Muslim brother

hate when the Jakes jump out by surprise then scream out
"You're under arrest" (mhm-mhm)
Cute ones on fleak, no weave, I'm impressed
My lifestyle Gd

sleep)
And I'll slide by myself, but you out slidin' 'til you deep
Ayy, how many of them niggas dead? I can't even count no more (I can't even count no

Me and Midgy should've won the Cannabis Cup
I-I ain't put no plaques on my wall yet
By at least five, I'll send those packs to your doorstep
In

vorbei (uhh)
Wegen Mädels macht ihr Streit, wisst nicht, was Gang heißt
Bei euch ist Gang nur Mittel zum Zweck
Wir sind Gangster und wir schlafen auch

Rrah, falte meine Hände für das Ghetto
West-Coast, Chaye, Gangster tanzen nicht zu Techno
Dort, wo jeder Zweite weiß, wo man im Viertel Shem holt
Dort,

kudy chodim, vidim místo lidí jenom bludy
Učitel nás měl za nuly, teď by se mi měl omluvit, uh (Uh)
516 01, '95 jsou moje čísla
Přijdu dýl a bošák je můj

Die kriegen mich nie, Junge!
Überdosis mein Freund

Keine Pause, endlos am Reimen
Drogen verbreiten es gibt Stress unter Feinden
Die Gangster mit

jednym tatuażem
Ile zapomniałem twarzy i obietnic przy zachodach
Jestem zły na te uczucia, gdy się kreowała moda
Gdy się malowałaś młoda, by podobać się

dones mi dvě
Měl jsi stejnou, jsem polichocen
Tvůj fotr je gangster, ale ty ne
Jsi práskač, na píču situace
Nechci mír, chci ať poteče krev
Přišel jsem

might
Survive and it might kill me
After a drive by shooting stars so
Gangsters and dreamers feel me
But the real me's shooting truth in
My system like

radio
Kan det være Lotion eller big
Bad Oral Bee med en gangster melodi (oh baby bubble)

Du vet vi keep'er det så
Real oh man jeg sa det jo
Det må være

Under bordet by Ulf Lundell
Lägg ditt ben över mitt under bordet
Det är blod på månen i natt
Se soldaten som sitter i hörnet där
Hans händer skakar

fans want that new-new, they waitin' for that hot shit
They keep askin' me when that gangster shit droppin' (ayy, when you droppin', Fizzle?)
Ahk shit,

Wolność poczujesz jak czujesz odwagę
Co pachnie wolnością jak taniec uliczny
Nigdy nie stałem też z nimi w kolejce
Może scena by się nie zeszmaciła

You need to have the right look
And know how to talk
They can tell if you're faking baby
By the way that you walk

And behind every smile 
There's

outside makin' 'em run (don't run, bitch I do what I want)

Just copped out on a Carti'
Oh, she jackin' my baba in a heartbeat
I like my bitch gangster

or athletes?
Man runner get caught by hand speed
Forget the violence
Be silent
Lay back in the black top whip with the plate on private
Back to my yard where I'm

les gangster
De Marseille à Paname ça vient du 13

(Allez) né-né-né-né-né-né-né
Donne-nous juste notre money, yeah
On a trop charbonné
Donne-nous

gangster 
Kneepad wearing niggaz
I Throw Fits and Fists and Flip 
Less simplistic
Some Plastic 
Flash at the access then Fizzle

Subtract from the Action

vor'm Universal-Gebäude (bang)
Ein roter Urus ist der Drive-by-Wagen
Sie verteilen Ansagen, solang' sie Wi-Fi haben (heh)
Nach dem Yayoziehen lassen

coughing while it's burning
Rip out my lungs and you'll see that the resin got him dirty
That's from puffing up the weed heavy breathing like I'm Kirby
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