Lyrics Gangsta - B.o.B

Gangsta

Shhh!
Hello?
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
(Hahaha)
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
(You ain’t gangsta)
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
(Nice try)
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
(Aha aha)
Sudden smoke
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But everybody know inside you ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But everybody know you wanna be a (Gangsta!), to be a (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But you don’t, you don’t
Turn on the radio
Yes I’m crazy don’t it?
They say the streets want dat
Well I guess we need to take a vote
And see who’s really in main control
And who’s in charge of the daily show
Is that really you when you makin' them songs?
Or just tryna find you a way to get on?
Don’t think this industry real
So fuck what I say, I prolly get deal
From Decatur all the way to
I done been there and I live there still
Am I comin' through clear?
Joe
Turn up my mic, maybe I can’t hear
Maybe I’m a lyin' ass nigga and I’m lookin' at the wrong motherfucker in my
rearview mirror
Yeah they say I’m lyin'
That ain’t B.o.B who be at there, grindin'
And crowd ain’t wavin' their arms at me when I rap
They shoutin' at the nigga behind me
So leave your destiny come my way
Cause you can’t see the hood on MySpace
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But everybody know inside you ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But everybody know you wanna be a (Gangsta!), to be a (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But you don’t, you don’t
Yeah they call you gangsta
But many entertainers all get famous
But guess who’s behind all the stars and singers
I can count them all on all my fangas
For the past two decades
Been like a million niggas in this game
And it ain’t no way that it’s by mistake
That er’body just somehow sound the same, the shame
Now let’s brainwash a brain
Play one song over and over again
But only if it’s talkin' ‘bout cars and bling
So kids growin' up real hard to raise
Tryna be gangstas and ball away
But they can’t so they mad so they start to bang
Boy you better quick makin' all the maze
The fuck yee know if it’s smart ya lame
And say better get that revolver and
And when you get pay hit the mall, get some, okay?
Know what I’m talkin' ain’t fake
So know don’t finna play
All I’m tryna say is that this game ain’t what they make it cause it’s
Gangsta!
Gangsta!
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But everybody know inside you ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t no (Gangsta!)
You just somebody tryna act like you a (Gangsta!), like you a (Gangsta!)
But you ain’t, you ain’t
You ain’t no (Gangsta!), you ain’t (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But everybody know you wanna be a (Gangsta!), to be a (Gangsta!)
You think you know about the streets and know them (Gangsta!), and know them
(Gangsta!)
But you don’t, you don’t