Lyrics:
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well, listen here, gangsta
Don't cross
they will know us by our love
It may not mean that much to him
But it's the world to them
Hey Mr. Lovewell
Doing today what you do every day
No
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
Snoop. Can I get a flicc witchu?
I buy your records, everything you do. Can I get a flicc witchu? (Really?)
My daughter loves you, she's only two. Can we
her by the hand and guide her to my arms somehow
Mr. Lovemaker, don't let anyone take her
I need that woman's love to set me free
Mr. Lovemaker,
pretty baby, standing by my side,
I couldn't be a failure even if I tried,
Cause you make me Mr. Success.
My gangsta boy oooh, oh, oh, oh
I don’t care if you’re going to prison
I wouldn’t say I l-love you if I didn’t
I can't cheat cause I know what I
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
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
is Elephant Man and Rihanna
Can I hear you say, "Turn it up"
Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ
Turn it up Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJ (come on)
Can
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark!
You think you gangsta cause you did time
Well listen here gangsta, don't
Hello Mr. D.J. won't you play a song for me'
The girl I love just said good-by and I'm blue as I can be
Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I heard you
about the way you lovin' me
And you know I ain't trippin'
Off your gangsta ways
So, can I be your ride or die for life
I love the way you pull up on them
slide,
as I take you on a trip nigga ride (East Side).
Nate (Daz):
Do you remember back on the East Side?
Where all us niggas used to love
roll leaf patching up the game's
Slow leak I'm Weezy Baby! See Lil Wayne Live
Get tickets as low as $108
(Gangsta Gri-Zillz) Ha ha haha
Let me catch my
Mr Garfield been shot down shot down shot down Mr Garfield been shot down low
Me and my brother was down close to the depot when I heard the report
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
without explanation
Please don't patrionize me, Mr. Intentional
Oh, ohhh, ohh ohhh
We give rise to ego, by being insecure
The advice that we go,
Hey Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
And baby And baby
Oh Mr President
Caviar on summer sunrise
I feel so good by his side
Want
above
Mr.Bigstuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls
I've seen you with
I know you broke
you're feeling empty
Better thank your lucky stars
If you ever felt one breaking
You'd never want a heart
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey there, Mr. Tin Man
'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real things
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