Lyrics Gangsta Gangsta - Snoop Dogg, C-Murder

Gangsta Gangsta

This is a service public announcement
It’s goin' out to all the paper haters
Now sure sure sure your broke, sure sure sure your havin' problems
Food stamps didn’t come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
Here’s a little somethin' about a nigga like me «What's that?»
I never should have been let out the penitentiary
Snoop Dogg, would like to say
That I’mma crazy mothafucker when I’m playin' with my A. K
Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
Now I’m that mothafucker y’all read about
Smokin' you and your crew, takin' a life or two
You don’t like how I’m livin, well fuck you
This is my gang, nigga, No Limit
My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute
With the pow pow, bang bang (*gun shots*) and you’re dead
And then we stamp that Tank on your forehead
Every where we go they say «DAMN»
Them gangsters, they be fuckin' up the program
And then you realize we don’t care
We don’t just say no, we to busy sayin' yeaaaahhhhhh
About drinkin' straight out the seven bottle
Do I look like a mothafuckin' role model?
To a kid lookin' up to me
Shit, life ain’t nothin' but weed and money
Shit, I’m that type of nigga that’s quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I’ll put my foot in your ass
I don’t give a fuck cause I keep sellin'
Yo, what the fuck are the yellin?
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re yellin'
Niggas livin' rowdy and stay bout it, bout it
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re sellin'
The bitches want to buy it, cause they love that straight G shit
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re yellin'
Niggas livin' rowdy and stay bout it, bout it
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re sellin'
The bitches straight buyin' it, cause they love that straight G shit
Homies all standin' around just hangin'
Some dope dealin, some gang bangin' «what up nigga?»
We decide to roll a week deep
Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creep
Real slow, and before you know
I had my double pointin' at his window
He got scared and hit the gas «Damn»
Right then, I knew I had to smoke his ass
He kept rollin, I jumped in the bucket
We couldn’t catch him, so I said fuck it
Then we headed right back to Snukes
Sweatin' all the bitches in the Daisy Dukes
We couldn’t no play, from the ladies
With seven niggas in a Navs, bitch you crazy?
She was scared and it was showin'
So we all said «FucK YOU Bitch» and kept rollin'
To the hood, now we was fin to
Find somethin' else to get into
Like some pussy, or in fact
Gettin' rowdy, shit but we call it rat pack
On a nigga follow nothin' at all
Snoop Dogg gets ignorant when I’m fuckin' with my Tank dogs
I might stumble and still won’t lose
Now I’m draped in my gangsta blues
Cause I’m the type of nigga that’s quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I’ll blast your ass
See, I don’t give a fuck cause I keep bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin?
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re yellin'
Niggas livin' rowdy and stay bout it, bout it
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re sellin'
The bitches want to buy it, cause they love that straight G shit
Hold.
hold on Craig, B cut that shit man
Mothafuck that man, we need some gangsta in this motherfucker
Some of that South shit, you know what I’m sayin?
Some of that shit from the thiz-ird source, you heard me?
Here’s another gangsta down to ride
A T-shirt and Levi’s is his only disguise
He represents the Tank, yet hard to hit
Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit
Well, I’m C-Murder the one he talkin' about
Nigga tried to play me close and got punched in the mouth
Fed’s tried to get me, you know they some haters
I said «See you later» jumped in the Navigator
With the $ 50's in the back, with the Navy blue top
True niggas on the scene with the triple beam
Cause I’m the C fool, I slang and Snoop bang
And I’ll smoke a mothafucker like it ain’t no thing
To all my bitches, I know your jockin' my crew
«We want to fuck you C»
I want to fuck you too
You see, No Limit niggas don’t take no shit
So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin' with
Cause I’m the kind of nigga that’s quick to blast
If you fuck with me, I’mma smoke your ass
I don’t give a fuck cause No Limit stay sellin'
Now tell me, what the fuck are they yellin?
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re yellin'
Niggas livin' rowdy and stay bout it, bout it
«Gangsta Gangsta» that’s what they’re sellin'
The bitches want to buy it, cause they love that straight G shit
If you would just stayed down and been the motherfuckers real partner
You wouldn’t have had that problem
But seein, as you want to jump ship and you thought the ship would sink
A motherfucker without turnin' into a submarine
Went under water came back up with a periscope lookin' at your bitch ass
Now, you have no paper, and now you’re on a paper caper
Now, you comin' up to my face and you’re sayin: Hey can I hang out?
I say: No cause you ain’t got no clout, bitch get out
Now, I’m tired of all these silly ass mothafuckin' paper chasin' whores
Uhh, this has been a public service announcement from No Limit Records
And the Doggy Dogg world