Keep It Gangsta

Lyrics
[ The DOC; Intro ] First thing i want to say, is; It's gaved up for real niggas: (yeah) Eazy-E, (mhm) Dr. Dre, (right) Ice Cube [ MC Ren ] Ayo, Yella-Boy He, hi Ren Alright, look: check this out; These motherfuckers got me foolin', like, a boy John's jungle, man (Hey, is that MC Ren?) Y'all almost all forgot! Hehe; (Is that Chill?) What a thanks for showing up [ Chorus ] I keep it gangsta, y'all; (My nigga Ren) The gangsta, y'all (We keep it gangsta) The gangsta, y'all; (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) (I like hardcore lyrics, and, like, stuff, that was pumpin' from the street; stuff, that tells what's going on; and i already like too much stupid, stupid lyrics) I keep it gangsta, y'all [ MC Ren; Verse 1 ] I busted in a boots, like John real smooth Had at mic leakin', thats a motherfucking truth; Get on the mic, and lose my mind like Kanye While y'all niggas tryna' floss on the holiday; You trays, morgan first sunday First monday, i'm lifting of the round way; They thought they had this, but homie, my rest had a status Go black pass, while i'm on the mic, operates; Me and my nigga Chill, pumpin' in the wheel In that glow civil, CPT until; Y'all niggas know the emo, more listen to your demo Thrown that shit out of a digital window; I keep it movin', Hub city G's Bitch peace, now get off your knees; So long, mane, have a good trip This the east side Compton, tell a nigga sleep, don't trip You know what? [ Chorus ] (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all (Starring to this the whole makin' here; You know what?) (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all (You bang, one of the busters; We pushed that line.) (We keep it gangsta;) (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all [ MC Ren; Verse 2 ] Where we at? (West Coast!) Who doin' it the most? (West Coast!) They fuckin' with us? (Fuck that!) Nigga-the-villain, was gone, but you want me to do that; Lookin' for me, like some crack on the carpet Nigga went proper, people talkin', who started; Kickin' old shit, get out of my vision Villain be back with a villain precision; Keep your mouth closed, stay up in L.A., Skinny, plat; what the fuck happened to you, mane? This shit okay, this shit can blow This shit low-key, bitch, take it slow; I come from the Hub, CPT (You-Must-Yeah!) Nigga be DP; Peace the key i rest, peace the see in dub This the shit you been along ride to fuck a club; Go up in a dubs, like, west side can let These niggas been talkin' shit, like, they want the chin check; Where's my gold jacket? Nigga whole of fame You nigga's, all the same, dont nobody know your name [ Chorus ] (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all (You know what?) (You know what?) (I keep it gangsta, y'all Alright, check this out, right;) (I don't give a fuck) I keep it gangsta, y'all Gangstas (gangstas), gangstas (gangstas) Gangstas (gangstas), lil', fuck with you, busters, you prankstas (Hey wassup, Ren; hey) (You know what?) The gangsta, y'all (It's a bomb-ass weed) The gangsta, y'all (Pull this, like, some OG, or where do you are a kush) The gangsta, y'all (Y'all don't give you a G, or where, do you, like, will understand me) The gangsta, y'all (Ren) The gangsta, y'all (You know what?) [ Outro ] Hey, Chill... Alright, alr-alr-alr-alr, so, look on: a-a, give me 5 dollars, um; alright, check this out, look, so: you know, pops, you know what i'am sayin'; they're had me to corner, just, go to school; cops, was just trying to get niggas to kill, man. So, i had a little dum buddy, lil foolish, swagging, you know what i'm sayin' with the several diseases; you know what i'm, sayin': pops, he gived me a two-shot dillinger; you know what i'm sayin': a two-shot dillinger; he said: "nigga, you can't go to that school, nigga. The niggas gonna kill you, nigga." You know what i'm sayin': he said: "take this two-shot dillinger, and keep that shit gangsta." Two-shot, by the rock I came up, then everybody again was the raw
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Credits
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- Tha Chill