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It's Gangsta (Explicit Version)
作詞：Samuel Barnes, John Jackson, Khaled Khaled, Andre Christopher Lyon, Dwight Myers, Jean Claude Olivier, Marcello Anton Valenzano
It's gangsta
That's how it be and it's gon' stay
(Y'all know who)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC
(Y'all know who)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
Gangsta
(Y'all know who)
I'm still living la vida loca
With wholesale prices on weed or coke-a
For the hustlers, for the customers, trust the buzz nigga
It's have you makin' one of the sounds that Busta does
(Woo, hah)
They love me just because I'm in the Gallardo
Laughing like Ricky Ricardo
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between
Pimps and hoe-hounder's
I can tell when they ain't learn to lean
They gold cups missing stones, turning green
I roll up wrist in chrome, burning green like what's good
It's gangsta
That's how it be and it's gon' stay
(Y'all know who)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC
(Y'all know who)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
Gangsta
(Y'all know who)
God was in a good mood, on the day he made me
I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me
And I wouldn't change it for nothing
I stay on point, that's 'cuz I know the danger of stuntin'
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But the aim is like I'll be at the ranges or somethin'
It takes a gangsta, to know a gangsta
That's why we look at you like a stranger or somethin'
'Cuz we can tell by the body language you frontin'
And it take a little more than lettin' ya pants sag
Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag
I'll put the red dot on you like a Japan flag
You need some high heels and a handbag bitch
It's gangsta
That's how it be and it's gon' stay
(Y'all know who)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC
(Y'all know who)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
Gangsta
(Y'all know who)
I'm in the ten minutes to nine, leanin' on 'em
Like I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots
Give me a .40 cal wit' ten in it, I'm fine
Just spray, and shit'll get you ten minute of shine
Keep a friend in it, that's ten cented for mine
Keep the rims in it, that spin in it for mine
Can't see him in it, I been tinted up mine
But you know a nigga look oh so gangsta
Oh, no thank ya, I earned my key
My name'll get you fucked up, and burners tee
That's gangsta love, from the heart
Yo, I told y'all from the start and now
(Y'all know who)
Keep it G'd up, I can't slow down
These creep's speed up
Cali bringin' peeps and weed up
I'm coming through with a bunch of girls
That'll deep a seed up
(It's a gangsta party)
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