Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Shit!!, artist - B.G.. Album song It's All On U, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.06.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Gangsta Shit!! |
Nigga gonna respect my clique, or it’s chaos |
Beef, ruckus: once it’s on nigga you can’t duck us |
Motherfuckers, if you scorin' from us, don’t trust us |
If you think about it, we made niggas, you can’t touch us |
You bustas will want clear the set, we leave everything wet |
Don’t give a fuck who we upset |
That’s on the realer my nigga |
Contracts, raps, dope dealer; |
it’s all about the skrilla my nigga |
From George Washington to Ben Franklin |
I’m spankin' behind my motherfuckin bankin |
If you thinkin of fuckin' wit' this top ranker |
Enter murder |
You a heavy drinker cuz I’ll serve ya, bitch nigga |
Getcha getcha getcha game cool nigga |
Strap up, and do what you gotta do nigga |
I know you know, it’s all on you nigga |
Watch me I’m dirty and don’t play by the rules nigga |
I respect it’s do or die-a |
And I’mma do it till I die, and get high cuz I’m a rider |
That coke, that girl I tried her |
That furl I can’t deny her cuz I like that fire |
Black connection is the shit |
U.P.T. |
respect it bitch, it’s the gangsta clique |
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
Da magnolia bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
That mel be bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
That calio bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit |
That same tom be bout that gangsta gangsta shit |
Nigga respect me for the chaos and beef a represent |
Be full of that dope and full tent |
I’m serving coc by the whole bird |
My shit ain’t water without 7 g’s bout a bird |
Play hard and get that serve |
You know for sure that you heard |
I bring noise, hanging out back with big toys |
I give props to my world |
What you want on your tombstone |
Your pathetic boy, oh it’s on in the dirty south |
You can’t afford hitting your dome in his own |
Hang up and bitch you fuckin with a hot boy |
Of the 13th, down the street of the U.P.T. |
it’s B. G |
Record company CMB |
Thugs wanna come up and see |
Da magnolia, the mel boys |
CP3, I warned you, we’re outlaws |
You can’t see me |
I come without a stummer |
The drivers think I’m done |
I’m second to none |
Get full of them blunts |
My cliq got glocs and macks with beams on em |
The big man got jacket with my team on em |
You get it, I’ll get with em and split em |
Yeah, I did em, we done em, I’mma go uptown and rum em |
w/ variations |
Bitch me, my whole town nigga |
Get that fake frown out your mouth or get pound nigga |
I’m a hound |
I hunt niggas down quietly |
Smash a potato on my knee and you pass quietly |
A young gangsta spank ya off the top |
Left you to hang the crop without all props |
Do you ever hear |
That nigga is a fool |
One with me, twos I use, you lose |
Killas I hang wit |
We feel smart now |
You ain’t shit |
Trying to get wit me, you see me |
No nigga can do it |
Fuck wit me on the streets, man no nigga can do it |
I get low down a dirty |
Off with ya head, ol dirty |
All my nuts anger, put it in the Benz |
Till elevated tanger |
I’mma switin west hanger |
Crack slanger, neck splitted |
Kool Aid gripper |
I’m here to deal wit cha, I can’t forget cha |
If you beefin, then I’m creepin on ya |
Watch your back cuz, I’ll put that streetsweeper on ya |
If you gonna bust back, you better ask out |
I’ll leave you flat, when the bullets start grasp |
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