Lyrics:
anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
From the spot where the hustlers
And all of the bangers be
If you understand then you
anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
From the spot where the hustlers
And all of the bangers be
If you understand then you
split personalities
Who get get mo' cheddar
Come to find out he Barry Adrian Reese
Some nigga in a 'Hotel' in
A B-Boy stance, that's it
It gets no better
(yeah) 'cause when you lie, I swear I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (Don't you know I got
feel I need out this shit
Spin it 'round one time, close my eyes, then click
Once I'm dead, maybe I'll deserve all this
World, get off of me
Niggas
you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
You have to show them that
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
Take me off, take me off, take me off
I am Houston, rep it hard
Cup with R, candy cars
Geto Boys, Willie D
You're plexing with Bey, you're plexing
and what is fake
I been thinking all over the place
Aye
I don’t feel good this time, my crooked mind got me going ballistic and just be so crazy
Think I’ve
Beyoncé sing it now, girl
Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I
You could trust who you want in this life
I aint tryna say don’t trust nobody, don’t trust niggas, don’t trust bitches
It’s whatever, you feel me
dissin' me
Mom's grabbed me
And then she gets to kissin' me
She thanks the police for my good health
I don't know why
I coulda done that by my muthafuckin'
few drinks, then im out
So I straighten up my act and keep doin' my thing
Gettin' the green,
nah mean,
getting it clean
But I stayed by the bar cause I
they buffs on
(Aye Detroit, what's good?)
Fifty bitches wanna fuck me (Fuck me)
I'mma keep it real (Huh?)
I know Lil B (Huh?) i'mma keep it real
I love
like a Geto Boy
Feel like I need to murder 'em in the moment I deploy
Everybody, anybody, somebody fill the void, somebody fill the void
Listen, I
don't even take it slow
Cause any given day could go
And I could see my death date
Feel my last breath take
That's why I go and get it now
I be like shit
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
I'd rather be humble
you so gangsta with it
naw I stay on my hustle
you so gangsta with it
naw them streets don't love you
now thats gangsta with it
(Se on meit'si big Mac
Sä näät mut ajelemas
Sit jossai vaihees mä alan
Ruuvaan ikkunaa auki)
Damn it feels good to be gangsta
Ku suun tukin
Im daddy (I'm Daddy)
Grippin' wood it feels good in the caddy
Its '99 we ain't messin' with no rats
Its time to put some real
Life pimpin' on the track
niggas
Metaphorical gangsta studio killas
Everybody know you been lame
Tryna hide behind a chain and a nickname, that's a damn shame
Shoot ya videos gon'
rolling weed up in traffic
Nasty Nas was the prophet, Tupac the savior
Mob deep and Geto boys taught me how to get paper
I get my style from the Funky
gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Tell me it's real
Tell me this is real, baby
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Vici Liberace, I'm rich
, it'll lift your spirit
Turn your appearance into a disappearance
Di, di, di, di, di, di, di, di, di, ding
I fuck with nothing but gangstas
Nothing but
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