Lyrics:
Only Lord save the gangsters and take them to Gangsta’s Paradise
We will drink for those boys who were killed by enemies
They went to heaven but will
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man,
This G shit is in my nature
Bang on em', every Neighborhood, every Gangster
In the rental smoking green Power Ranger
Nigga where you from, you
Babe i need a gangster
Get me a real thug
Need someone to pick me up in every sense of
A ride or die
Someone to vibe
A boo thang by my side who can
Oh shawty she be rolling with the gangsters
She got beauty she'll be alright
cll these mans want her by their side
She be wild she just wanna ride
yeah, come on (gangsters)
You know how we do (pop a bottle for this)
Uh, uh (if you pimpin', pop a bottle for this)
I'm the kind of brother
Who been
all, in Hall of Fames
Got a day in the city, ooh, not too gangster to be dancin' in the video
Insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I bring
this motherfucker like
The tattle nigga (Clinton Sparks)
Squares to the left, gangsters to the right
Real niggas do real things
We all could let it bang
yeah, come on (gangsters)
You know how we do (pop a bottle for this)
Uh, uh (if you pimpin', pop a bottle for this)
I'm the kind of brother
Who been
I disable their melatonin, Wassup!
New Chapter
Writing my new chapter
Refuse to be an actor
Faking is not gangster
New Chapter
Writing my new chapter
times of a European gangster
I survey my disco through panoramic windows
Surrounded by some anorexic bimbos
Albanians are dancing in the club with
to Recieve
That hate don't hurt me
Believe me I'm good
I'm forgiven
I'm covered by his blood
And the day some ever do happen to Me
What it is gangster what you
the gangsters, for the pimps and hoes
This is for the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes
(Since nobody wanna make G shit)
They want G shit, give it to 'em
I'd rather go blind
For speaking my mind
Or use it just like a gag
So raise it in anger
Just let it hang
American Gangster Time
He sits back
Pushing for the King of New York, I see it
Gangsters try so hard but can't be it
Only one could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man,
Creepin' down the back street on these
I got my glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
Now soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga
York City
Y'all fuckin with BK's banger and Harlem's own gangster
Now that's danger theres nothing left to shape up
Welcome to New York City, welcome
BaddestOG Gangsters
Have been working everyday i never cash out
Have been begging for update, they never dash out
Street hard, street hard they no
you wanna go
Sit down wanna drive by
I'm looking at her face now
Seems a lil. tense now
Don't you wanna go what's d probs now
Niggas wanna break some
gangster's hang
The block where them gangster's bang
You thinking that's gangster shit
We probably don't think the same
My aim to get out the hood I'm talking
talking shit, you driving me crazy Gangster fall in love sometimes
Keep a real bitch by your side
You my type
There’s only one nigga for me, monogamy
Got me
punching his s****
Claim you a gangster you don't know
How to click them diamonds ain't regular
Neck full of brics
No i ain't thinking twice i'ma hit
Know
All this grindin', all this money, gotta get it
If it's hustlin' then I'm with it
Keep it bangin', let's get with it
All my gangsters let's get work
wanna do
You gotta take a step back to look at the board, if you will
This song's about finding those gangster moves
When I was a young boy
I knew just
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