Lyrics:
the back
but some how i made it out of that death trap
by tellin ghetto stories they called it gangsta rap
my legend is the one that got away
while my
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
that you step and do your danceroutine
It ain't a dream my man, you're in a gangsta scene
with a villain
coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't
from the I-N-G
My peeps play for keeps, deep crews pay dues
By murder ones and twos, rip riders and Damus
Choose to stay gangsta, you never ever ran
are?
And I'm demanding respect by a women
More so melanated, but America you hate it
Rock back, side to side
Rock, rock back, side to side
Misogynoir
Gangsta assassin
It's like in a action
'Cause for the cash, in my own zone we known for blasting
Busting, no need for discussion (say nothing)
We don't
when I'm shot down
Just call my homie Theo on the radio
And let him know his little homie Quiksta had to go
Because "Gangsta, Gangsta," that's what
It's 12.30 AM, Christmas Eve
I'm out with the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin', postin' up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph
dick cause it's mine hoe
I know you go let me do my thing I like to shine hoe
I know you gone respect my mind and let a nigga ball
I know you
Yeah I'm known to keep it gangsta
Smoke a blunt of OG
You Probably heard about a G pimping
But you don't know me
Better be careful with me
Just watch
up the check crazy
I can save money but who the fuck Gone save me
True story all my niggas
Gang members trap niggas
Ain't respect for rap niggas
and stop that
Known to run laps 'round these lames and suckaz
You can tell by my slang that I hang with hustlaz
From the era of the Pyrex swagger
about the cash
So we respect the biggest gainers
Niggas get paid then they run
Away from the community
That ain't gangsta nigga
You the opposite of Huey P
I'm gettin' money all day! Everyday!
(Wit' my hoodie on!)
Baby lookin' good over there!
(Wit' the hoodie on!)
Hustlers! Gangstas! Bustas! Ridas!
respect, I hop in the coupe
Land in the jet
Bitches can't keep their hands out my sweats
G-Unit
New York City is the ground I'm stompin'
And I'm in LA wit'
dick cause it's mine hoe
I know you go let me do my thing I like to shine hoe
I know you gone respect my mind and let a nigga ball
I know you
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
a history test, I'm more concerned about respect
I make my moves in an L like a night nigga check
It's on 'til the break of dawn, I keep it on
And on and on,
of threes So getting ran up on the block by a group of Dee's
I've been shot three movies, my deal comin soon I'm past sellin crack I got pills comin soon
can't fit it in
That situation was a test
Don't get arrogant
Life will choke you by the neck
So don't get arrogant
Niggas die for they respect
So don't
the streets, nigga)
Gangstas put me in they top ten
I be the same ol' G (these niggas gotta respect my shit)
Play the rules we abide by (ain't no flaws in my
Let's spend 100 at the mall I'm trynna ball or sum'n (Ball)
And why these n***** actin gangsta boy we know you fronting (Huh)
All my n***** ballin if I
gangsta, when you see me, you check me
"By the way, I got a lot of respect for a lot of rappers
But I got one guy
He's my favorite person to rap with
Been a gangsta you can check my fingers, I don't talk on phones
Black coffee, sippin', chillin', thinkin
I don't talk on phones
Bad bitches blow
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