You Trying To Be A Gangsta!

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Lloyd Banks - Rap, In English

You Trying To Be A Gangsta!

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Duration: 3:09

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[Intro] Pass that blunt [Chorus] Yaaa jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) [Verse 1] You want stripes put on a foot locker uniform (Yea) I fuck around and put a lump on yo' forehead You'll look like a unicorn I never slip whether flip flops or shoes is on, fame'll make a bitch smile, strip, drop and lose her thong They ain't attracted to you, tryna floss in your Platinum Fubu Your shits weak and ya tracks are doo-doo (Haha) I got a lung like a chimney (Uh) The old heads dig me (Uh) I put a hungry head in ya kidney My uncle smokin' dat ooo weee, I tell him chill but instead he trippin' Blinkin' his eyes more than Eddie Griffin (Yea!) These niggas petty snitchin', 'til we see 'em Leavin' da crime scene wit a whole lot of spaghetti missin' (Right) We to hot to ignore us The bitches adore us They chew a nigga up on da tour bus Go home and kiss you (Uh-huh) Hug you squeeze you (Uh-huh) The whole time you thinkin' it's because you diesel (Yea!) [Chorus] Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) [Verse 2] These niggas want me wet like a gremlin, shankin' da timlin' When I'm around, bitches start shakin' and tremblin' (Uh huh) I like 'em Puerto Rican, Jamacian and Indian Trinidadian, Dominican, it's him again You won't believe what I'm swimmin' in, I smoke my 'dro fresh outta da grinder It look like it's cinnamon (Yea!) I can do da job betta (Uh huh) These niggas ridin' 'round crunched up in a Coop Lookin' tighter than a bobsledder You a actor Better yet a actress, start beef and do a video pumpin' ya black fist (Yea!) Dog, I'm not like a lot of heads Trust me, I'll put a switchblade in ya nostril like Radamez (Ahh) But at the same time a ladies man Icy watch, Navy band, play me blam! My record should be 80 grand Ain't a team out can do it da way we can, yeah [Chorus] Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta) (Uh huh) But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?) (Right) Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya) Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta) [Outro] Yeah You bitch-ass nigga Y'all niggas broke And I'm gettin' better And better And better And better It gotta hurt man G-UNIT! Nigga

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  • Lloyd Banks