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in the dash
(She like a gangsta cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss
fuckin' keepin' up his kids
Take that nigga wife's sight
Black you in the trunk
This so fuckin' ruff nigga
Gangsta Boo is crumped
What you niggas know
back)
And I just want my niggas back
It ain't nothin' you could do to bring my niggas back
And you can't do nothin' for a gangsta, you can't give me
let's get doe
If you a soldier, let's get low
But keep it gangsta anyway ya go

I'll ride with my brothas, die with my brothas
Drive by pull
gangsta til he folded, when he felt dat pressure
For all my yungins who be Thuggin.. this a vital lesson
We live by da sword and die by The sword too
When
game
That time that spitt flame
Spitt flames in niggas brains
Make 'em switch lanes
Bang - bang ya hood, bang for change
Broke gangsta's better just stay
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
a lame, I'm making money by
My lone So it's not a game, I used to have the same
Picket white fences when I play the game Fuckin' up niggas like they barber
is here

We know what you be likin'
That's why we keep it gangsta
Weed smokin' while we drivin'
That's how we chase that paper
We posted, servin',
Gangstas make the world go round  as it was written 

That's why at every show  somebody trippin' 

So listen 



Now I like to smoke weed & drink
of your peers
And losing some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don't know how
Aye,
I got some gangsta confessions, I'm not the one for testin'
Run up on me flexin', you can't get hit with this weapon,
If I respect then I expect
the early nineties
City bound putting down real mob gangsta
Kimbo slice with these hands nigga I'll paint ya
I done sold more bags than Bob Marley
Back
It’s that gangsta shit
It sound stupid don’t it
Feel like Fifty, Flocka and Gucci on it
Move grams of this, move O’s of that
Move the muthafucking bricks
worshipers bent perpetual
Intellectual
Insulated by their own conviction
Righteous in the mirror of a single opinion
So vulnerable with their backs turned
gangsta
Fuma, fuma que parece un rasta
De su mami se nota la casta
Trae botella' que hoy todo se gasta

Cuando te veo pienso en tu boquita
Esa cara de
blockin
who thought it was a joke, we ain't living broke
surrounded by the haters, the other half are traders
rappers dropping gems and y'all ain't picking
This Is How We Gangsta Walk,
This Is How We Gangstas Walk,
When You see that circle in the club you know its bout to spark,
At you u-dig or in
They said, Narko ain't no gangsta, what they talkin' about
I ain't a gangsta, but you really could get hit in the mouth
I got like 50 different
get it paow
Nigga who won smoke pull up with the smoke
Paow wuuuu (wuuuu)


Gangsta block i got glock
I'ma drug lord who's your plug (paow)
Don't come
You know i never did understand why they
Always told me to smile s
It ain't too much s I gave a smile for
Real talk yo still a ahole by nature
Peep
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
wanna be gangsta 
Till u in lock up and u get shanked up 
U ain’t a big dog go get ya weight up 
 Didn’t send u no commissary for a shape up 
Now u feel
Seen so many things in these twenty six years
Some shit occurs it's all a blur all the blood sweat & tears 
Most of yall live by fear too concerned

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