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Beats is bangin, Hooks did it (Game's fucked up)
Lyrics didn't, Gangsta look did it

This rapping shit, what you know about it
Block seem lit, in

changed on me a gangsta
How da fuck we slip up late em' frame us
How u go from late nights wit dem Bangers
To snitching to 12 tryna blame us
I swear all

seen. 
Couldn’t wipe a stain on us like this shit forever clean
Motivated by the C.R.E.A.M we only focused on the stacks 
We hear them other niggas

with the weapons 
We gone drill cause we steppers 
We get ill if you test us

Think I'm by my lonesome I be strapped up to the gums 
You can't view it

When no one else believes
Leaves you a little discouraged
So I disengage by the dozen
Phone dry as the desert
Wiping the dust
Off these books I always

Uh
(Yeah)
Gangsta, killa
(Killa)
Killa beats nigga
(Beats nigga)
Iraqians
(Iraqians)
Do it like this
(Send Iraq to the heavens)

Yo, yo, yo guns,

the no safety
Black N***a look Haitian 
In the trenches with some gangstas 

Fascinated like my style my fabrications 
No fabricated I smoke weed like Im

gangsta lean
gorillas in my trunk so you know just how im vean?
dem peanut butter guts so plush is wat im used ta hit the turbo booster
the mr. throw

Baby, sit back and chill
I know how you feel
Niggas play you with the drama, I ain't talking Gangsta Grillz
At the end of the day
All I'm tryna say

Running up the block
I ain’t finna get shot
Cause I’m not no gangsta
Hey, Rossy
Running up the block I ain’t finna get shot
Cause I’m not no gangsta

gangsta style

[Verse One]
Yo we got chicks in the living room gettin it on
and they ain't leaving till six in the morning
O is for oochie
Oh you ain't know

gangsta lean
gorillas in my trunk so you know just how im vean?
dem peanut butter guts so plush is wat im used ta hit the turbo booster
the mr. throw

throwing rice
U ain’t gettin paper
Can’t take ya advice
This life ain’t for haters
So please be advise
We gon do it major
Soon as we arrive
She naughty by

where dem dollars at, by Gangsta Boo

Plus another southern diva Mia X is coming too

We don't like dem boys who be all up in our face brah

We don't like

betta give him the muthafuckin keys, he look serious"

"BITCH YOU A BANANA, BITCH YOU GONNA GET PEELED"

Gangsta Boo: call  my nigga project pat,
dog i

I’m gone off the molly way you wan try me you twerking like you Miley
Can’t let you swing right by me
So imma give you gansta gang gansta love
Gangsta

take A ride
Grab yo stick we be living then we die 
So we pack the truck bunch of Gangstas and shooters inside 
They got Mapped out robberies

not inside of me
But if she wanna hand it too a gangsta pimp I'm proud to be
My gangstas move in silence way y'all movin' that's too loud for me
I'm

what I’m holdin

Cartier frames
& My Neck say frozen

Smoking out the pound
While I sell it by the O man

Sold my first pound
To a muhhfuckn old man

You

mamis catch a body when them thug niggaz plug you
Breath easy a gangsta nigga way getting money by the minute ain't got no time to play
Please believe me

seat
Can't wait to see the day I give the plate with all the recipes
I get that money by deposit only time it's checking me
I put my hands in everything

the dodgers
Keep us them cutters ain't cutting no lawns
Pull out them racks nigga long live the don
Smoke me a wood the same size as a log
Shit get gangsta

Red light hittin switches, thang sittin on D's
A lot of y'all keep it gangsta online
But neva with the issue when a gangsta on time
It's Cali on mine

YFL gang, shid you know what I'm saying
Niggas gonna have to start calling me big pack after this shyt (I go by the name YFL Pack)
Niggas show they