Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Party, artist - The Lox. Date of issue: 02.11.2017
Song language: English
Gangsta Party |
| I just want to be somebody |
| Keep nothing but G’s around me |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Disappear then I pop out in Atlanta nigga |
| Throwing money, you can put that on your camera nigga |
| G shit, only gangsters understand it nigga |
| 25 to life, they trying to hand a nigga |
| Green sweats with a nice red stripe, Gucci |
| Black burner with a nice red light, Louchi |
| Mom made, the hood raised me, my pops skipped |
| I bagged my little grams 'til I got a whip |
| Laces was untied and I ain’t even trip |
| I ain’t that greedy, just make it flip |
| Nothing but positive thoughts |
| Getting money and my niggas walking out of these courts |
| Gangsta party |
| I just want to be somebody |
| Keep nothing but G’s around me |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| I’m a little more than affiliated |
| I own the ring they kiss |
| Yeah you see my clique and your gangster seems assimilated |
| But I can’t knock the hustle, I won’t block the hustle |
| The crib just got renovated |
| You supposed to follow an innovator |
| Hammer burn you like the incinerator |
| Crew fresh play in the elevator |
| Press the PH button |
| Headed to the gangsta party, think we ain’t stunting |
| 'Bout to blow half a pound like weed ain’t nothing |
| If we there, so is the money and we ain’t fronting, gangstas |
| I just want to be somebody |
| Keep nothing but G’s around me |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| My presence is enough then what’s up then |
| Honeys just as foreign as the cars we pulled up in |
| Cognac, champagne bottles just erupting |
| We’re never reluctant to throw on the Tom Ford tuxes |
| Bowties, pocket squares, hard bottoms |
| They never go’n be able to touch him, Allah’s got 'em |
| We celebrating life, just getting to know the new cats |
| Money in the air, what’s tension? |
| we don’t do that |
| Not here, no weak links, just tough links |
| And I got a couple of karats in each cuff link |
| From slinging hard to partying with the stars |
| Can’t nothing come between this thing of ours, that’s gangsta |
| I just want to be somebody |
| Keep nothing but G’s around me |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |
| Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party |
| Every night’s a gangsta party |