Super Gangster

Lyrics

[Intro: Styles P] I.V. this shit is hot like the old jail music I might as well go in [Styles P] I'm a super gangster, G'd up extra Stretch you out plus the nigga you're next ta Weeded up, liquored out On a crate real late, four-fifth is out I'll let you know if it's a drought or them bricks is out The Dominicans got 'em but the Columbians shipped 'em out Know the big time hustlers, all of the drug smugglers 3-Card Molly niggas, crooked card shufflers Even know the hoes on the ho stroll Ex-baseheads that got a job, now they got 'em the Soul Glo Know all of the stick-up kids, dice shooters Old school niggas that chill and light buddha Niggas that cop cars and throw work in the engine Boys that do nothin but buy sneakers and denim I know niggas that get drunk at the bar And the young boys who keep the handgun and the pump in the car [Hook 2X: Styles P] Up in the hood, it's a lot of gangs and gangsters But I'm a super gangster I super grind, I'm tryin to get super paper Told you I'm a super gangster [Styles P] Kick it with the O.G.'s and the parolees Light a blunt with 'em, tell 'em put out a stogie The young boys that'll kill yo' ass over a Roley Maybe even a Fossil; them niggas is hostile Some ho-ass bitches that bag crack Throwed up in they ass crack, leave with they bags packed Go where you tell 'em to go The O.G. number man who sniff a little blow off the federal note The white boy that'll sell you a boat Get your papers cleared up, old church lady that'll tell you it's hope The politician that'll tell you to vote And my jail niggas that always get it in, with a sock and the soap What! [Hook] w/ ad libs [Styles P] I'm a super gangster, I fly off haze I'm invisible, nobody ain't seen me in days I'll crush every bone in you, I ain't get paid Got a gun with a laser that shoot out grenades I'm a super gangster, better ask the hood All I need is some gloves and a mask, I'm good I'll rob everything I could, anytime I can Is S.P. the super gangster? Yes I am [Hook] w/ ad libs