Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangstafied, artist - E.S.G.. Album song Boss Hogg Outlaws, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.02.2002
Record label: SoSouth
Song language: English
Gangstafied |
We gangstafied, and live gangsta lives |
Every day and night, hustle hard to shine |
Though it’s hard at times, we gon keep our head up |
Boss Hogg Outlaws, till I’m dead or fed up |
Thugged out gangsta living, is the life for me |
A Hogg nigga chasing cash, with a mission to see |
Keep a steal on my hip, 'case a hater invade |
I live my life in a rush, in all means to get paid |
So I pray to get saved, my gangsta ways got me sinning |
For my paper ain’t no limit, Boss Hogg till I’m finished |
Numb your jaw like a dentist, cause the click don’t play |
We tote nine’s and AK’s, and stay ready to spray |
About five years ago, smoking dro in my crib |
Some bullshit jacker, found out where I lived |
My girl Carmen in the next room, with a newborn kid |
I chose the street life, sometimes that’s how it is |
But the Lord had a plan, grab the 4−5 |
The same do' he entered, that’s where that nigga died |
More money more problems, I done paid the price |
And it’s a god damn shame, I’m gangstafied for life ha |
We keep it gangstafied, when my gangstas ride |
Boss Hogg Outlaws, throw it up with pride |
We on the rise, so bitch get the hate out your eyes |
Start plex with my click, and get sent to the sky |
Can’t let the cash flow die, gotta hold on |
Like the song, one day you here next day gone |
Real G’s stay strong, and survive |
Long as I’m alive, I promise I’ma provide and keep it gangstafied |
I roll deep for you old niggas, so listen up |
The young Hogg is fed up, and I done had enough |
The 4−5 is clutched, bitch now what that do |
Y’all can’t understand, what a young man can go through |
Imagine life through the rearview, y’all ain’t ready |
One minute shit’s gravy, and the next turn deadly |
I believe like R. Kelly, but I know I won’t fly |
Paranoid riding high, till it’s my time to die ha |
They say it’s genocide, selling dope to survive |
X-con need a job, on his application lies |
Same day he got high, my nigga got fired |
That’s the cost of boss pay, being gangstafied |
From the bottom to the top, we guaranteed to reach |
A bunch of thug crazed teens, packing clips of heat |
We the click to see, and the cream of the crop |
We Boss Hogg on the block, and stack knots till we drop |
I roll wit the Boss bitches, smack niggas that talk shit |
Boss Hogg still a click, and we real as it get |
Doody giving haters a fit, cause we run this rap shit |
Bout it bout it out the bricks, so real niggas feel this |
Long as my blood flow, Slim Thug gon chase do' |
Being po', is something I can’t be no mo' |
See this a click of real niggas, spitting game you bumping |
We Boss Hogg Outlaws, that name means something |