Lyrics:
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don't love them hoes, f-ck
believe how I leave
Look into the mind of a *** that's crazy
17 years old, still a baby
Gangstas real, they pop the pill
You *** back, young
to death draped in gangsta fits
Over 12 million sold I drop gangsta hits
Live in mansions and drive around in gangsta whips
You swear I'm bout to get into
Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'
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
my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them
bandana;
So cool in my black bandana, (Whatsup!?)
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta!)
I'm a fool in my black bandana,
I'm a G in my black bandana..
(My
of The Mixtape King
Mr Thanksgiving
AKA Mr Gangsta Grills himself, Drum F Kennedy
Barack O'Drumma
DJ The fck, whatever you wanna call me
But just listen what I
stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas
Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT,
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
Chorus (2x):
If she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then I don't want her don't want her
And if she ain't a gangsta bitch
Then I don't need her
You can keep
commertater and pertater them niggas
hatin on mi town now
[Chorus:]
What u gone do well I'm a keep it gangsta I'm ready
2 ride baby I'm a keep it gangsta
pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
Behind that bush and when they roll by
We
stacks and macking out hoes
Pushing big dicks and packing our chrome
We the flyest gangstas
Follow, I'm like a Lamborghini green Diablo
Coupe VT,
them niggas in the hood is the reason we stressin
I miss that gangsta love and that lil' affection
Them butter soft lips when you kissin my chest
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
the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps)
I see you nigga, nigga we all see you
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps)
We
Tell 'em fuck the world 'cause I'm hood by nature
Feelin' that way is how the hood'll make ya
The hood is vacant, the streets are empty, yeah
Mr
the street life
I don't believe him
You say you got them killas with you
I don't believe him
I know a gangsta when I see him lil' buddy and
U ain't him
Uh, yeah, mm
William H niggas
Holla, yeah, yo
That's why I squeeze first, ask questions last
That's how most of these so-called gangstas pass
him
You say you got them killas with you
I don't believe him i know a gangsta when I
See him lil' buddy and u ain't him
No, no, no and u ain't him
No,
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps)
I see you nigga, nigga we all see you
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps)
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