Lyrics:
the ones
You think you gangsta?
Nigga, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
Gangsta
(different kind of gangsta right here boy)
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Spiritual Gangsta
Critical... conditions we live in pitiful
I'm not
Up out of there
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
You done put two
Up out of there
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
You done put two
Up out of there
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ah shit, you done fucked up now (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
You done put two
yo ass cuz you think you did something
I aint fucked up bout no nigga
Niggas coming by the dozen
I be with da shit, my paper is thick, like niggas kill
motherfuckin' man
Means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin' man
Yeah, gangsta shit, Kurupt Young Gotti
Daz Dillinger, Jayo, Face
Fuck
a gangsta party
Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
[Chorus]
All my hot girls bop for me
Go 'head and drop for me
D Boys rock with me
Come buy
This my time, my time
My turn, my turn
My grind, my grind
If you think it's a game, play with it right
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well,
think you gangsta cause you did time
Well listen here gangsta, don't cross the line
Mr. Collipark
If you think it's a game, play with it right
Ain't
to the click, who keeps it so dick
Most niggas probably want to bust us or even duck us
But the thing is we doing the right thing so you niggas can't touch us
of these niggas, I'm sick of the cap (yes sir)
"Gotti, why you got security, but you still got a strap"
"Gotti worth a hundred million
Grind like he in
[Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti]
(Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!).
(Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance
hanging with gangstas
You acting to gangsta
That get yo ass shot in my habitat
My trap house is booming blue magic
Im serving these roxy's
Right out
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
off onto this gangsta shit
Bless our niggaz on the block
Could bring it however, you know what I'm sayin'?
However they want it
I don't think these
This my time, my time
My turn, my turn
My grind, my grind
If you think it's a game, play with it right
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well,
tweakin
yo broad I left her leakin
I'm creepin
on another level
I know you feel this
the pimp and the gangsta
ask yo self
now who s the realest
about they cockin' back, bustin' guns
Knowin' damn well heat is on deck, you cowards run
Hated by many, yo we loved by few
You ain't gotta like us homie
is, what it be, what's the scoop, yo?
Normally, I don't ask that
Normally, I just blast that
But you an exception pussy
Your girl told me you just
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
the pod-piper, ex-sniper
Right beside ya, me and Max and a biker
What's next? Whatchu think is next? Cash, checks
You likin' this shit? You ain't seen nothing
a gangsta party
Bun B, Eightball and this ya boy Yo Gotti
[Chorus]
All my hot girls bop for me
Go 'head and drop for me
D Boys rock with me
Come buy
I'm a
Gangsta (a motherfuckin' gangsta nigga)
This shit is gangsta (that's right)
My hood is gangsta (yeah, for sure)
Your shit ain't gangsta
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