Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta, artist - Z-Ro.
Date of issue: 20.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gangsta |
I kno-oow I’m a gangsta dogg |
I sho-oow I’m a gangsta dogg |
I kno-oow I’m a gangsta dogg |
I sho-oow I’m a gangsta dogg |
When it get gangsta I don’t see too many niggaz reppin the set |
But in front of these dog ass hoes they reppin till death |
There goes Z-Ro the crooked better put some pep in ya step |
You ain’t got enough insurance to get ya self in a wreck |
I put a cease on all breathin when I squeeze my weapon |
Better hope God come for you cause you gon’need a blessing |
Somebody save 'em it’s gon’take all of his people to Heaven |
If he runnin it ain’t gon’take but 3 of these to catch him |
I’m dedicated to the delivery of a Smith & Wesson |
While keepin it under cover the keep the laws from guessin |
Who did it and what had cause gangsta’s don’t make a scene |
Bitch niggaz public sizin and end up with ten or fifteen |
I’m back in the hood my dogg but these niggaz be hatin |
I feel it’s me against the world plus that nigga name Satan |
I tryed to get the fuck away but still I keep comin back |
The hood’ll never be the same since we lost Screw and Pat |
Snitches don’t know how to act and plus they talkin to the feds |
Only see me conversating with real G’s and my bread |
And it ain’t too many down to ride so I ride alone |
I’m a asshole by nature plus my twin touchin home |
What the fuck is goin on? |
niggaz need to get a grip |
Some of the realest down south gangstafied with a clip |
Fully equipped and grindin to get out of the hood |
But I don’t wanna leave my doggs so it’s back to the hood |
I’m laid back in the Lac pockets sittin fat |
With the Boss in the seven duece with the top back |
I’m a gangsta ass nigga representin for the click |
I’m leavin bodies in a ditch for niggaz acting like a bitch |
I’m a asshole by nature plus I’m chasin paper |
Late night tinted up with a glock that’ll spray ya |
So move back a sec before you get wet |
By the niggaz on the West with them vest on they chest |
It’s the Jay’Ton creepin up the block with the shot |
Niggaz hatin tryna keep us from reachin the top |
So I’m a mash for the cash like the S.U.C |
And the G — A — N — G is the S — L — A — B |
It’s the Boss flippin in glass house while tryna stack moss |
Draggin my bumper makin my front end toss |
I’m a gangsta mark ass niggaz get lost |
You can see it in my ways as I walk, and I talk |
Stay flippin in the seven duece drop as I stomp |
Bang ya’ll outlinin these niggaz in chalk |
I get this from my C’s and my B’s and my folks |
Always play my part man it’s G from the start |
Don’t plan on changin a thing but a lame |
Swangin while bangin game Hoover click gang what I claim |
I keep it G for my niggaz that’s bangin in flames |
Stingin and changin this game bangin and label their name |