Gangsta

Lyrics

[Intro] I'm, I'm a solid individual Feel me? I'm a real individual I'm a gentleman, I'm a great person, uh [Chorus] I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker Hard body nigga with a sore trigger finger (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker Hard body nigga with a sore trigger finger [Verse] I'm a gangster, send them niggas throwin', they going spank you (Grrah, grrah) Call them niggas' mamas, tell them they babies in danger (Grrah, grrah) Mad man, I be with a whole bunch of mad men Every nigga 'round me is the letter before Wagon Mercedes, tell my niggas, "Spin in thе Mercedes" Don't carе who get hit, just not no mamas or no babies (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah) Throw it out, dirty up the stick and then you throw it out Not all in one spot, make sure you break it up and spread it out Bitchy boy, can't wait 'til we catch you, we gon' get you, boy I feel like a kid again, this new blackout my favorite toy I'm tired of this, tired of niggas talking like they with this shit, ain't did shit Tired of niggas talkin' like they with the shit, ain't spinned shit Tired of niggas talkin' like they with the shit, ain't dropped shit (Grrah) Tired of niggas talkin' like they with the shit, stop it Fuck a nigga, buck, nah, fuck a nigga, bust a nigga Come through, spinnin', spinnin' like a toilet bowl, I'm tryna flush a nigga I don't give no fuck about what you did to that last nigga News flash, forty flash, boy, I ain't that last nigga Slavin' over, yeah, I know they been stopped sellin' niggas Don't mean shit, I'm still comin' through tryna tag niggas Pull up on the kids and police out, but not no other day Don't take his chain, don't take his money, take that nigga life away Niggas hidin', hidin', hidin', hidin', talk a lot of shit They need to slide, slidin', slidin', slidin', bust they fuckin' stick They must be on piseds or something, huh? 'Cause they ain't on shit Yeah, we heard that fucking snippet, tell that nigga, "Drop that shit" Men lie, women lie, soon as it drop, we gonna Men, women lie, but the truth doesn't lie See my opp, I'm gettin' off, like my exit comin' up Niggas claim they from the hood, but we ain't see 'em coming up Got on a wig and trench coat, they like, "Who that walkin' up?" Oh shit, they're too late, wah-wah [Chorus] I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker Hard body nigga with a sore trigger finger I'm a gangster, chop' banger, opp spanker Hard body nigga with a sore trigger finger [Outro] I'm a gangster