Lyrics:
I aim fo, that's how the game go
Baby like the way I wake her up,
Cause I'm a gangsta I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke
to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again
I wonder who they fucked up today?
You motherfucker!
(Got him)
Pull over to the side
I aim fo, that's how the game go
Baby like the way I wake her up,
Cause I'm a gangsta I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Have one on us aight (ain't nothin' but a gangsta
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
Have one on us aight (ain't nothin' but a gangsta
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
When I kick it
I kick it as if the beat was
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
I walk the walk I talk the talk hey
Yous a bitch that ain't my fault
Look I lit the match I struck the spark
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
I walk the walk I talk the talk hey
Yous a bitch that ain't my fault
Look I lit the match I struck the spark
the ones
You think you gangsta?
Nigga, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
Bitch im a gangsta im hanging with gangstas
My nigga we hanging like clothes
I might just pay a lil tithe to my gangsta
To pull up and wet up yo
it gangsta
we gon keep it gangsta
[kandi] we can keep it gangsta tonight
[lil Scrappy] i'm a keep it gangsta
[kandi] we can do whateva you like
the flavor
Please don't try my gangsta
That's my lil gangsta
That's my lil gangsta, she my lil gangsta
She don't blow my line cause
She know I'm getting paper
the hate come
I seen Larry Hoover in the hood, I mean a fake one
Niggas in heaven having a gangsta party (gangsta)
Seen this right here, this a gangsta
[Ice Cube]
I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta why'all,
The last gangsta left the last gangsta left
The last gangsta left the last gangsta left
The last gangsta left the last gangsta left
The last gangsta
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
give a fuck
Niggas like me role wit Master P
And that red ass gangsta Mr. be -O-Z
Niggas like me from the west to south
Niggas like
a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta
Grew up in the ghetto, raised by
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