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Gangstas lyrics
(feat. Eazy-E)
[Intro]
Rock this mic
Jody Breeze, Young Jeezy, Big Gee, Duke
Eazy E, Wiz, Block E-N-T
Boyz N Da Hood, Bad Boy, E Serm, Lets Go
[Jody Breeze]
From the A all the way to Compton
They say the new N-W-A is comin
Keep your basses bumpin
Stay away from who fake & frontin
Try and play me, Imma take your face to thumpin
I m a gangsta, I don t need rap for nothin
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box chevy murder any man standin
Its more than the hood, E, tell em where its standin
[Eazy-E]
I got beat for the street to tha beach I ll be rolling
Neva see me strolling, 40s I ll be holding
Girls in the daisies drive Eazy crazy
Rolled up my windows as I turned on my A-C
Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking
Sunday nights popping, See tha foes hopping
My stereo s bumpin that A-T-L funk
You can call it what ya want, either way that shit bumps
[Chorus]
[Eazy-E]
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
[Jody Breeze]
All this gutter gutter, pulled up with it
This just the beginning so don t fuck with us
[Eazy-E]
Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
[Young Jeezy]
Them boyz in the hood will keep your heart
Come talkin that trash and we ll pull your car
[Young Jeezy]
I m in the 6-4 5th, bitch strapped, no roof
The Snowman pimp, bitch shoes on the coupe
Stepped in 100 deep, deep, blew a few bucks
G d up a pair of black strings in the chucks
My wrist so rocky and my neck so bright
My stones change colors like a disco light
Whole team strapped up, let a nigga trip
Desert Eagle in the club, better, nigga flip
[Duke]
From the south to west, I stay in a vest
Fully loaded, Smif N Wess to protect my nest
Let you trip, you disrespect, you get checked
More direct, you end up with a hole in your neck
I must confess theres got to be somethin in the water
Cause every year I age, i gets harder and harder
Got a team of cutthroats, niggaz with hood hoes
Tryin to cope slum dough, whenever the guns blow
[Chorus]
[Wiz]
Yeah, I m crusin down the street in my L-A-C
Blowin good kenwood, bumpin eazy e
We dem boyz in the hood, in the hood I be
We out the fryer, freakin all the g s
??, for all the J s I got thanks for you
If crime pays, we looking for a gangsta lean
You badd niggaz better tang your lip
You gon fuck around and get in some gangsta shit
[Big Gee]
All black boys with them toys four deep
Tote heat, four speed, grow tree, in a spokes ??
So, niggaz don t want beef
Nigga run up on the corner, match a barrel through his teeth
Four foot celebrate, Fifth all kinda ways
Oh he ain t gotta say he think he gonna get away
Toting that thang, I m d-cap that-a-way
The punk went that-a-way, The punk went that-a-way
[Chorus]
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