Lyrics:
So please ask yourself who's the gangsta?
The real gangsta
I don’t give a rats arse or a raasclaat
Who you're spars are or where you par par
Don’t
to play him my new sh-, he'd go cuckoo ballistic
Go through the roof for his sh-
It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two
would visit
Couldn't wait to play him my new shit, he'd go cuckoo ballistic
Go through the roof for his shit
It's like we knew the instant
We touched
gimmick
What ever I don't save I'm a go spend it you can catch your biggest haters hanging ten
Suuurrrfiiiiinnng Surfing Surfing (EZAIR) Suuurrrfiiiiinnng
on the bench
Why you sneak round with your friends
You diss me you dissing yourself
Cause ain't no kids around on the block
By 13 we grown enough
I Break the law
that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
You block my urinal tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't
attraction
Go ahead and tell, ma, now don't it feel relaxing? Woo
Now let me be the man in the canoe
That shy little guy who stroke right and pleases you
New in hip-hop technology
A Tribe Called Quest presents new style
I C U doin' it, girl i C U doin'
I C U doin' it, girl i C U doin'
I got my Gucci,
on anything
Will we ever have peace
Someone tell me please
You know you will see on the block
Kids playin hearin gunshots
Never phased by the crimes
go
Walk like a pimp, bitch
Talk like a soldier
I got New York niggas candy paintin' up they rovers
It say two hundred, but it go a little over
Not
That shit turned me numb
I'm loosing track
I watch the time clock tick tock
On my wrist watch but
I go my pace my stroll (maestro)
I'm on the grind
for a minute, in the dark, I found some light
So just get dressed, but please don't rush it, just be ready by tonight
Cause these chances don't come
you've been leaving a lot
But we'll never destroy your thoughts
Please don't go
I don't know who I am
But you should know
I wanna look like Cameron Diaz
cents
Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don't even speak English
I'm makin' ducks shed much tears, I buck
on the kids
Tryna chill on the Island
Aw yeah they don’t like it
When these mixed kids go all Black pride shit
If time is money
The clock is runnin’
I gotta
your feelings go)
(Let's go) live our lives now
Were gonna pump it real loud
Don't say no, girl, here we go
Here we go (oh)
House party, house
Tryna make it by
Tryna make it by
Working all day
Please don't kill my vibe
Crazy how we aged
Life doesn't stops
It just flips another page
Girls had
road, man don't do pen
Gotta lead by example, who's the truth then?
Pull up on the block in a new coupe then
Do shows and get two two tings
Probably
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
thang please
Don't let 'em rap they whack
Don't know how to move thangs, pack
Or playin in stadiums, third markets
I threw thangs back
And I'm the rebel
between us
Girl you so confusing you must be from Venus
I think I wanna memorize your features
If this was high school, I’d wanna meet ya by the bleachers
roll some fried rice please
That girl from down the street? I think she like me
What can I say?
That woman parties all night
See her in church the next
Leave you 6 feet
Worried imma see ya girl
And make her Collier girl
You tried to call ya girl
She blocked ya number
Now her new name Gobert
Said she wanna
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