Lyrics:
Nonsense, none of you niggas know where the swamp is
None of you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen
I still here fiends scream in my dreams
of carnage surround your weakness
Crash down like oceans, wait for the light
In total darkness, drowning in bleakness
Awaiting death's grip, cry out for
tryna get what I got
Tryna pull me down (late night)
But you know, I'm a real playa
Real hustler, real gangsta
I'm bout getting this money (late
A gangsta's born every day
So make sure that you keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
And now that I know the game
I'll make sure that I keep it, G-A-N-G-S-T-A
say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin
doin', baby
Keepin' it gangsta
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? Let me count all the bullets I got
How many bricks could move?
Yeah motherfuckers
That's what y'all want right
That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta
Check it out now yo, yo
All I need, bomb ass freak nigga
doin', baby
Keepin' it gangsta
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men could you kill? Let me count all the bullets I got
How many bricks could move?
Cursed by the most insane divine pestilences
Forced to grow the rottenness
Possessed by perverse feelings
Forging a mechanized carnage
Mixes in blood
On the strip pimpin hoes on some goldie shit
I'ma gangsta by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my whole team elected me
[Chorus]
Gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta...drivin' by night, lookin' for a fight
Tired but bold, no one place to go
Restless but free, would you want to be with me
Gangsta...livin' on borrowed
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
Sanguinary disinterment
Necrobiotic rash
Gnawing, throbbing anguish
The gullet is now mashed
Pungent excruciation
Flesh mummified by lice
Talkin' that drive-by shit
Everybody talkin' that gangsta shit
Talkin that drive-by shit
Everybody talking that gangsta shit
Slaves to the rhythm
Mass of people underground
In their way
Swallowed by a tunnel of doom
And decay
Blood dripping all around
On a train
Murdered in a tasteless sense
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta
All I know is gangsta
Gangsta shit, gangsta shit, gangsta
Gangsta
Said I'm ridin' 'round town with
My top let down and my seat laid back and
My strap cocked back
I'm a Gangsta, I'm not your ordinary gangsta
Said I'm
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
to manifest this)
(Shit, we the flyest, nigga)
(Bring it to a whole, y'know?)
(Gangsta, nigga)
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings
And once again the siren screams revenge
Harken, my comrades in carnage
Slaughter awaits
The final battle is at hand
Maim them for glory
say you a gangsta, but you never pop nothin'
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
You ain't a friend of mine (yeah) you ain't no kin
Separatted hands
cnd scattered eyes
Destroyed covered by smoke
Panzer division
Carnage...
Likewise in every corner
The massacre rages
The pinnacle
to manifest this)
(Shit, we the flyest, nigga)
(Bring it to a whole, y'know?)
(Gangsta, nigga)
Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold
Pinky rings
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