Lyrics:
wanted was a fair chance
Mr. Clause was never treated well by the people
That's why his mind became twisted and evil
Gangsta Claus is entering your house,
You be the gleam in my eye girl, I need you right by my side
If you would leave I would cry girl, I can not handle good byes
I drink the water out
I think that I need wings,
Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings
I'm not your other nigga
I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do
how I wan’ make my money
Them niggas ain’t shit mane them niggas be bummin’
They fakin’ that gangsta’, they claim they be gunnin’
Mane I took that lil
a memory
I'm finished, let me get a lil' more of the Hennessy
That Florida water, going harder, a different breed
Mr. Pill popper, ain't no problem got what
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
that body when you step into tha Gangsta Party
Verse 1
Walk up in the party with a thousand dollar fit
They smell ysl cologne and exotics mixed in
I
Boy you only gangsta on da blockchain.
Only get money on da blockchain.
Shawty only bad on da blockchain.
Huh, yeah, yeah.
Behind them profile pics I
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
Drag-On and Twista (kill me)
Gangsta (let's ride), hustla (feel me)
By know everybody should know, that the kid spit tight
And this kid spit fire
Bandanna wrapped around the chop call it Tupac
I just spent 200 on some tubes socks, Niggas ain't gangsta J-Reed with the oowap
Done smoking shhhh
Ganxtaville - wir rasen
I got a nigga, wit a lil' bit of liquor
And a dick that stick in ya
Big mouth like a shnickels (Oh)
I got a nigga and another
Nigga
hair in my- (Gangsta, Gangsta)
Hold up, hold up, huh? (Bih) what?
I thought a broke nigga said somethin' (yeah)
I got loaf on lil' bitch, not
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed, I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
pledge allegiance to the 12 gauge Mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leather face got a big gun in your face
Behind that bush and when they roll by
We
burn baby burn
Army strategic and I pledge allegiance to the twelve gauge mossberg
I'm that nigga Mr. Sawed-off Leatherface got a big gun in your face
I'm a full time hustler posted on the block
Got to get it to live
And I'm never gon' stop
I'm a gangsta, I'm a gangsta
When the right you can hear
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
I think that I need wings,
Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings
I'm not your other nigga
I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do
pimp Mr. Glock
Now glock had many bitches, he sold pussy by the pound
And bitches jocked his trigga every time he came around
Big baller, big game
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I know people You know what I'm sayin
They get it in Yeah
Aine gotta be
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