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She keep calling me
I think she just got hit by Cupid
Or this shorty stupid
Gotta keep my head up
Lord knows what I'd do to them
Gangstas move in

you real bubba
You aint gangsta if you told to get back in that field bubba
And hanging with them thugs don't make you thug
You can't say you aint know

folding up
Gangstas pull drive-bys
You can never hit me
Dropping the hit girl
Cux we gatta eat it
Oh no oh no oh no no o...
I'm not a gangster o
No no no no

City Full Of
Muurdaaaa
These niggas hop out go to singing when the feds come
He wasn’t no Gangsta then his partnas should’ve said some
Murder Be

P-F-L-U-G-E-R-V-I-L-L-E
That’s how you spell the most gangsta place
That you’re ever gonna see in time and space
Might get a Nerf gun pulled on your

The youngin here
Say
Ayy popper, you ain't been a stepper, yeah
You said that you're a gangsta
But you never been a trapper, yeah
You never spent

Yea uh huh it's the real vs the fake man
Always bruh got my boy niine in here wit me
Gangsta yea uh huh
Aayye real niggaz we up forever real niggaz

the truth
You ain't liking how we getting to the paper
Mayne Ya boy see all the hate cause I'm surrounded by love
Some close people changed like 2 tens for

This life is hard
For a gangsta and a hustla like meeee
Everyday I wake up
I be smokin on them treeess
Ain't on my team
So it's fuck what you mean

gangsta I know you ain't in T that
I'm keeping his green is Money artifact
All of these dead opps I be smoking that
Step on this money did shit like a doggy

Back of My Lac'

J. Holiday

Back of My Lac' [Clean]

2007

get XO tipsy
Other nights I get Louie the 13th pissy
By myself right on my lonesome
'Cause I get sick and tired of callin' when they want somethin'

So

Jumped right off the porch Gangstas and bullshit  i use to have a Motorola pager  i wonder can u over dose on paper  i wonder can u over dose

wit a mask
Bitch this that thrax
And we ain't cuttin' dope
It don't make you gangsta
Cuz y'all post it
Y'all ain't uppin' poles
Y'all really a bunch

flighting
G

Ghetto Gotham, ghetto gospel
God's gem, God's glorious gladiator

Gangsta guardian, gangsta grandpa
Got glocks, grandma, got guap
Genetic genius,

that ditch
Ayy, free my gangsta's out that cell Dios call my fuckin' phone
Tryna give him 15 years and shii
Ayy, free my brother out that cell
Wish they

It's Henny, finna turn the city up with this one, let go
Ayy, bitch, it's Big Henny, I'm savin' da Pennie's, So I can stack up by my mama and Richie

Real talk, my mommy try hard but I dash right in to bad things
Money give me feeling that a gal can't
I just wanted G's but it turn me to a gangsta

a gangsta crib
Your account ain't really good until you got some banker friends
You know the ones that greet you by name as soon as you step in
Leggo
Go head

a side or you gon' die in the middle
If you ain't eating with the guys you're on the menu

And you can't fake this type of gangsta, it ain't in you
Man,

I met her on the south side, that's my lil gangsta bitch
She always talkin' shit, she be on that gang shit
And you know she dangerous, and she gon'

said she in love
But I'm a thug and I don't know how to talk with my heart
But she don't know how gangstas love she want my blood
If you wanted more why

boy, you the wack boy, gotta dissed by kazakh boy
Why you was so mad on basel weekend
Words were exchanged, are jealous to drake
Why don’t you blow some

around
Plot and flash and kick a door
Gangsta come up out them pounds
He hesitate and that's his soul
Don't reach for that I'm drawing down
Tryna run my

An pé pa rété èvè on nigga ki pa ka ba mwen on good fuck
An sé an gangsta bitch
An fucking boss
An ni glock 26 menm si mwen enmen fè mwen bel épi on ti