Bringing Gangsta Back

Lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, literally (Joog) Toe tag your mans I'm the king of my bity [Verse 1] Young and we treacherous Boy, you better hide that AP and that necklace Huh, you better greet a real gangster in your presence We send holes in your windows, nigga, fuck a messenger Had to set my MAC-9, know that bitch kept jammin' A ho asked about my other ho, let that bitch [?] Lil' bro said he just upped the score, he caught two in traffic I love that Glock 18, that bitch fully automatic Bitch, letter sixteen, you gotta pay before I stab you OG said I'm the youngest with the -ism I got two in the hotel, two on the strip Told my youngin he like Pete with that pistol Damn, youngin, how you shoot that bitch with so much precision? Don't trust me, I'm known to throw niggas in the blender I want to fuck, asked him for a feature, [?] In the kitchen funky, I got eighty grams in the blender I miss my junkie, I hit him with that— and it killed him [Chorus] They say I'm a maniac 'cause I ain't with that ho shit No I'm not havin' that, huh These rap niggas wearin' fanny packs, cappin' all they raps Huh, I'm bringin' gangsta back Huh, they say I'm a maniac 'cause I be on that bullshit Gettin' pussy niggas jacked, huh I feel like you shouldn't have that Nigga, you a pussycat Nigga, give me that [Verse 2] Huh, I'm from the top of the map, nigga, Murder Mitten You can't come here, lil' nigga, if you ain't checkin' in Huh, you don't wanna have that bustdown with the Shred You don't wanna get stripped down in front of your fans Said I was the king of Detroit, nigga, believe in it It ain't nothin' a nigga ever tried to check me 'bout it neither Rap niggas drag queens, y'all some divas Y'all worried 'bout some streams, man, I'm worried 'bout my friends I'm tryna get rich so I can knock off the DA or my real friends Nigga, ain't gotta talk to a jake If I don't do shit, I'ma make sure the kids straight Uncle Lonnie, nigga ain't missed one birthday These niggas ain't got no clothes, they ain't got no morals These lazy-ass niggas want you to work for 'em (Huh) These niggas hoes, put some panties on 'em They gon' tell after you shoot your gun for 'em [Chorus] They say I'm a maniac 'cause I ain't with that ho shit No I'm not havin' that, huh These rap niggas wearin' fanny packs, cappin' all they raps Huh, I'm bringin' gangsta back Huh, they say I'm a maniac 'cause I be on that bullshit Gettin' pussy niggas jacked, huh I feel like you shouldn't have that Nigga, you a pussycat Nigga, give me that [Outro] Hey, Murder Mitten