Lyrics:
tryna get what I got
Tryna pull me down (late night)
But you know, I'm a real playa
Real hustler, real gangsta
I'm bout getting this money (late
Things just ain't the same for gangstas
Times is changing, young niggas is aging
Becoming O.Gs in the game and changing
To make way for these new
Blinded by the light, going on ecstasy
If it wasn't for this gangsta shit I wonder where the west will be
4 1 3 don't wanna die stand next to me
Red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar
Creek squad some people keep it gangsta, I
Just keep it country, oh Lord
Every single thing I got was got by me
I
[ VERSE 1 ]
South Central
The home of true gangstas
Down for all when I proachin by a stranger
we chill although my girl gets mad at me
She has
[Ving Rhames]
He's a hustler, unbound by law
A self-made, millionaire
With a wreckless disregard, for the haters
Ludacris, on "Southern Gangsta
Gangsta sima PSG ride out di noite ti manhã
Two bago di Messi grr grr dja sta
Two bago di Messi grr grr dja sta
Su kre podi ben confirma
Drive by cu
dadas
We toe tagging niggas
That choopa gotta new clip
It's lookin bad for niggas and I was raised by real gangstas
So it's savage in us
It ain't shit
By me and my motherfuckin big bro
[BG Knocc Out]
Now Gangsta Dresta can you come and wreck the set ?
[Dresta]
Yes!
[BG Knocc Out]
Now can you
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin to the script and neva changin up
You know we keep it bangin don't fake
they sniff
Song Lyrics Generator a Super Kinda Gangsta
A Super Kinda Gangsta an Original Song
By hezzy badass
He gets on with life as a gangsta
He's
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
I ain't never sat the fuckin pine
Stay on the front line, it's all by de-sign
Nigga done the crizzime, ain't never dropped a dizzime
Everything is
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
I want you to feel this shit
It's me
Fivi
Uh
Look, I stood at home fightin' my demons alone but prayin'
(Huh, watchin' how the gangstas do it)
side
Had to do a walk-by
Walked up on then popped him up
Watched that fuckin'' clown die
Bitch, don't try to play me
Or you'll push up daisies
Baby
of that gangsta funk
Some of that ghetto funk, ha
Call it what you want, just don't forget the G, haha
The motherfuckin' Dogg Pound in the house
Now
Supreme gangsta shit
We dream gangsta shit
[rain pouring] Yes [electric shock, beaker tingling]
Yes [knock on dorr]
Yeah what is it? [continual
gangsta-gangsta, but won't leave the chat room
Catch you at the show, beat your ass in the restroom
We done past you, yes, I do
Lord, forgive 'em, they know not
who got the gangsta shit poppin
N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac
And fuck you niggaz rappin wack shit, you dodgin the game
I keep two little twin
from the bottom, yeah, that Hoover Figg
Real life fifty niggas, so I like 'em thick
And by looking at your curves, you what I deserve
We can head up
[Chorus 2X: Nas]
(I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only a few can feel my pain
(I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only if I could show you
(I'm cryin gangsta
don't diss us or make us mad.
Cause we're the Kokomo Gangsta Boyz, we're tough.
And we are rough and we like to cuss.
Get me by myself and I'm so weak,
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