Lyrics:
scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But
and gangsta!
(Mr. G'stacka)
I'm leanin back and rollin up the window, we blowin indo
creepin up through the hood hittin up my kinfolk
and if you didn't know
(grrah)
International Gangstas, Gangstas, Gangstas (squad!)
All these pipes in my trunk like I'm plumbin' and shit (stupid)
Spinnin' through your
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I
'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that ass up just to put her to sleep
Everyday is the same thang, I creep in
It's
'Cause I'm a gangsta, I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke that a** up just to put her to sleep
Everyday is the same thang, I
on another level
I know you feel this
the pimp and the gangsta
ask yo self
now who s the realest
(Chorus - Mr. G'stacka)
Now it's the pimp and the gangsta
skills
Streets is talking whole hood's whispering
Careful what I say 'cause I know dem folks listening
It's ya boy Mr. 17-5
Lil' mama whole the strap
Gangsta
(different kind of gangsta right here boy)
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Spiritual Gangsta
Critical... conditions we live in pitiful
I'm not
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like, "Homegirl can't catch shit if it drop"
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don't fly by me in
this **** all night, leave your **** hog-tied
****, this is raw hide, mixed with the dark side
Never will I walk by, punk, I'm the fall guy
****,
streets of a-fucking-merica. and
Not to be fucked with, for which it stands, one nation, under the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. gangstas that
to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can
mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta!
Rolling through Connecticut
In a stolen mini-van
Stop at his house
I don't see many
Ah shit. Man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again
I wonder who they fucked up today?
You motherfucker!
(Got him)
Pull over to the side
I aim fo, that's how the game go
Baby like the way I wake her up,
Cause I'm a gangsta I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
Here's a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt
I aim fo, that's how the game go
Baby like the way I wake her up,
Cause I'm a gangsta I grab her by the butt
Pull her to my side, I'm in deep
Woke
give a fuck
Niggas like me role wit Master P
And that red ass gangsta Mr. be -O-Z
Niggas like me from the west to south
Niggas like
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
cuz
You know my whole life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King Park
Ridin' on bikes with their canes with they
It To Me Rough
Mr please, Drop Me At My Job
Mr please, I Need A Hundred Dollars To Borrow
Mr please, Can I Use Your Car
If any man can do all this
He
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