Lyrics:
'm taxin' (havin')
I do the white Ones, least four times a week
I still dress like I'm trappin' (dope boy)
I don't care how gangsta you is or what you did
That's a no for us (Fuck 'em)
If I give this lil' bitch my number
Bet she blow it up (I bet you)
Ridin' Rolls truck, white guts
I call it coconut (Woo,
chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train
but don't know what to do with him (yeah)
You could fuck him, you could suck him, but I'm the one get loot with him (ay, yeah)
Ay, yeah, lil' bitch
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
man ya coppin deals, (Rat)
Ya niggas ain't gangsta man ya niggas ain't in the field, (Naaa)
We dropped bodies nigga tell me who u killed? (Huh)
I keep
can you be a hustler?
Not if you is an undercover busta
[Verse 1: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
What about this motherfucking aintsta
Wannabe gangsta
Sittin' in
[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Man, I aint got nothing but some p-ssy and some paper
I keep a bad bitch like a muthaf-cking laker
I don't love them hoes, f-ck
Yea I'm from Memphis yo watts good
Mr. Wish a nigga would
Mom and sis smoking cigars
Tryna put em on the woods
This that music for the streets
This
necklace
But these ain't no rhinestones ho' these vvs's
Ain't gettin no money can't sit in my section
Say he a gangsta ain't got no protection
I'm facing
I'm repping for my city that is
Bad as the city is (Gangsta Gri-Zillz)
Momma ain't teach me no better
But to get this cheddar
And that I do and for it I
time so I gotta decline it
I'm lyin', I got time
They call me Mr. Man cuh I'm a stranger now to them boys, serious
Yo Mr. Man, what's good?
What's
We keep it happenin' and crackin', mackin', stackin'
With my gat and I'm a Gangsta about my motherfuckin'
Paper Loc, I'm Mr. B-A-D, I'm with Bigg
seats
im in the hood makin deals on the cell phone
peakin at that ass crack bustin out that lil thong
fuck em good grippin wood is how i get my gangsta
seats
im in the hood makin deals on the cell phone
peakin at that ass crack bustin out that lil thong
fuck em good grippin wood is how i get my gangsta
motherfuckin' song niggas
(last shit niggas!) and I got five of the hottest motherfuckin'
Emcees in the world, givin' you that gangsta shit!
It's
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
featuring Gangsta Blac
[Playa Fly]
You rather see me abolished then see Lil Flizy demolished
and do some damage and punish
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
you didn't had one
You'd probably run come come
Now spit it from the tip of your tongue
A lil wisdom
Gives em somethin' to move to, groove to
The next
packs
Them chubby black kids eating Lil Debbie snacks
Put your fist in the air and let's take a stand
No Mr. officer, I don't wanna shake your hand
We keep it happenin' and crackin', mackin', stackin'
With my gat and I'm a Gangsta about my motherfuckin'
Paper Loc, I'm Mr. B-A-D, I'm with Bigg
and Slim been way been on Fresh since the B.Geezay
It ain't no secret handle biz black I keep tha ??? gangsta
He keep the fire ass trick nack
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