Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Rap, artist - Ill Bill. Album song Howie Made Me Do It, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопGangsta Rap |
| Ayo, I smoke dust and shoot cops, sold guns to 2Pac |
| Smoked blunts with Biggie Smalls and sold drugs on New Lots |
| I was too young, couldn’t get up in clubs back in the old days |
| We used rob and terrorize kids in front of homebase |
| When Funkmaster Flex was inside rocking the whole place |
| We was outside, smacking kids and snatching gold chains |
| Bagging mad pigeons, catching mad digits, bad bitches |
| And when they husbands came around we had to blast biscuits |
| A bunch of bad Brooklyn kids that always had pistols |
| Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues |
| And mad problems, worshipping gangsters and bank robbers |
| Watching Scarface, starting fights at rap concerts |
| Until we realized how to get the real money |
| Steal money, kidnap money, kill money |
| It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you |
| Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you |
| Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you |
| Got the IRS looking at you, wanna fuck you |
| Sniffing so much blow, you don’t know if you can trust you |
| Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do |
| Go against the ILL Bill and Non Phixion will crush you |
| Bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through |
| We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers |
| The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers |
| Where my gangstas at? |
| Cuts: |
| «Is you a gangsta?» |
| «With gangsta rap» |