Gangsta Gangsta

Lyrics

Aw, shit man
 Them pinche black gangsters are at it again (gimme back my purse, gimme my purse)
 I wonder who they fucked up tonight (hey)
 You muthafucka
 Got 'em
 (Pull over to the side right now)
 (Man, fuck them muthafuckas)
 Yo Dre, give me a funky ass baseline
 (Right here)
 Here's a little somethin' 'bout a nigga like me
 Never should've been let out the penititary
 Ice Cube, would like to say
 That I'm a crazy muthafucka from around the way
 Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
 Now I'm the muthafucka that you read about
 Takin' a life or two, that's what the hell I do
 You don't like how I'm livin' well fuck you
 This is a gang, and I'm in it
 My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute
 Wit' a right, left, right, left, you're toothless
 And then you say, Goddamn they ruthless
 Everwhere we go they say (damn)
 N.W.A.'s fuckin' up the program
 And then you realize we don't care
 We don't "just say no", we're too busy sayin' yeah (yeah)
 About drinkin', straight out the eight bottle
 Do I look like a muthafuckin' role model?
 To a kid lookin' up to me
 Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money
 'Cause I'm the type a' nigga that's built to last
 If ya fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass
 See I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bellin'
 Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'
 Gangsta, Gangsta, that's what they yellin'
 It's not about a salary, it's all about reality
 Gangsta, Gangsta
 (Hopin' you sophisticated motherfuckers, hear what I have to say)
 When me and my posse stepped in the house
 All the punk-ass niggas start breakin' out
 'Cause you know, they know what's up
 So we start lookin' for the bitches with the big butt
 Like her, but she keep cryin'
 ("I got a boyfriend"), bitch stop lyin'
 Dumb ass hooker ain't nuttin' but a dyke
 Suddenly I see, some niggas that I don't like
 Walked over to 'em, and said "what's up?"
 The first nigga that I saw, hit 'em in the jaw
 Ren started stompin' 'em, and so did E
 By that time got rushed by security
 Out the door, but we don't quit
 Ren said, "let's start some shit"
 I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
 Takin' niggas out wit' a flurry of buckshots
 Boom boom boom, yeah I was gunnin'
 And then you look, all you see is niggas runnin'
 And fallin' and yellin' and pushin' and screamin', and cussin'
 I stepped back, and I kept bustin'
 And then I realized it's time for me to go
 So I stopped, jumped in the vehicle
 It's like this, because of that who-ride
 N.W.A.'s wanted for a homicide
 'Cause I'm the type a' nigga that's built to last
 Fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass
 See I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bellin'
 Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
 Gangsta, Gangsta, that's what they yellin'
 It's not about a salary, it's all about reality
 Gangsta, Gangsta
 (He'll tell you exactly how he feel, and don't hold a fuckin' thing back)
 Homies all standin' around, just hangin'
 Some dope-dealin', some gang-bangin'
 We decide to roll and we deep
 See a nigga on Daytons and we creep
 Real slow, and before you know
 I had my shotgun pointed in the window
 He got scared, and hit the gas
 Right then, I knew I had to smoke his ass
 He kept rollin', I jumped in the bucket
 We couldn't catch him, so I said fuck it
 Then we headed right back to the fort
 Sweatin' all the bitches in the biker shorts
 We didn't get no play, from the ladies
 With six niggas in a car are you crazy?
 She was scared, and it was showin'
 We all said "fuck you bitch" and kept goin'
 To the hood, and we was fittin' to
 Find somethin' else to get into
 Like some pussy, or in fact
 A bum rush, but we call it rat pack
 On a nigga for nuttin' at all
 Ice Cube'll go stupid when I'm full of eight ball
 I might stumble, but still won't lose
 Now I'm dressed in the county blues
 'Cause I'm the type a' nigga that's built to last
 If you fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass
 I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bellin'
 Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
 Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit
 Man whatcha gonna do now?
 What we're gonna do right here is go way back
 How far you goin' back?
 Way back
 As we go a lil' somethin' like this, hit it
 Here's a little gangsta, short in size
 A t-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise
 Built like a tank, yet hard to hit
 Ice Cube and Eazy E cold rockin' shit
 Well I'm Eazy E the one they're talkin' about
 Nigga tried to roll the dice, and just crapped out
 Police tried to roll, so it's time to go
 I creeped away real slow, and jumped in the '64
 Wit' the (diamond in the back, sun-roof top)
 Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean
 'Cause I'm the E, I don't slang or bang
 I just smoke muthafuckas like it ain't no thang
 And all you bitches, you know I'm talkin' to you
 "We want to fuck you Eazy", I want to fuck you too
 Because you see, I don't really take no shit
 So let me tell you muthafuckas who you fuckin' wit'
 'Cause I'm the type a' nigga that's built to last
 If you fuck wit' me, I'll put a foot in your ass
 I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bellin'
 Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?
 Gangsta, Gangsta, that's what they yellin'
 It's not about a salary, it's all about reality
 Gangsta, Gangsta
 (He'll fuck up you and yours, and anything that gets in his way)
 Gangsta, Gangsta, that's what they yellin'
 It's not about a salary, it's all about reality
 Gangsta, Gangsta
 (He'll just call you a low-life motherfucker, and talk about yo' funky ways)
 

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Duration
05:35
Key
6
Tempo
98 BPM

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