Lyrics:
Gangstas in the street
But who's left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New rule, 40 and a mule
me
Watch out Gangstas in the street
But who’s left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New
Corruptin' world
But see don't let hr high tonight
Cause she'll make you end your life tonight
[Chorus]
I have a lot of bitches
I made a lot
up
See because this world we live in is crazy, and the people they so sick
See why I keeps it gangsta and I ride with the sickest clique
And when it
$hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)
Uh, sixteen I bought a strap (no bap)
Seventeen too many guns, by eighteen I caught a case (facts)
In here
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
No Limit Studios, what's up?
Who dis is? Who dis is?
Nigga, this Rappin 4-Tay, who is this?
Oh, this P
P?
Yeah, this P
P?
Yeah (if this
years I've seen Rooks
Get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate in 4 moves
The Bobby Fischer of rap with raw moves
In
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin' hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I'm triple platinum
Four
mobster, callin all the shots
from a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker
breath if I turn to a snitch
But I'm 21 4L, ain't no way I'ma switch
Break it down, I break it down
I break it down, I break it down
I break it down,
on sumpthin pitifull
They see us comin they clear the block, our faces unforgettable
The world is a ghetto, and life is a plot
I'm surrounded by nimphos
(yea)
[Snoop]
Fuck that man, the game is to be sold, not to be told, first things first
I'm a gangsta, nigga, so I'ma roll
Ya got to get bout it
or four stacks
Gotta forever to cut the food, and damn I'm relaxed
In a real cool mood, no beef, no gats
But then real close by, niggas better know that
Simply out of this world by choice
The world's too much for the soul to enjoy
I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin' the depressed ain't give
killas on our tippy tippy toes
See the barrel knows where the bullet go
and then we smash off in that 4 by 4
See we rolled on ya set and then bucked
Constantly builded by me
A million men marching like Calling them the king kong
The verse making the world sing
My hearts on the sleeve-a
ya'll basically just
You never knew a plug, plug, plug
A plug like this sophisticated gangsta
Watch me thug like this
Snatch your, uh, in a club like this
Seven zeros,
on Death Row, so duck when I swing my shit
I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits
The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal
Niggas
We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
(Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
And my gangsta ways
They hung off they guns
And made it to the grave
Cause I'm a gangsta
Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my
G
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