Gangsta

Lyrics

You goddamn right, nigga, it's a no-fly zone
 I ain't no motherfucking teacher
 So I ain't got no goddamn parents
 You niggas better get permission, bitch
 I'm from the motherfuckin' D, nigga
 Home of the hit-man, murder mitten, bleed nigga
 If you a rapper, I diss your ass
 Then get mad at you for getting mad at me
 Then when I see you I'll flip your ass
 It's quite easy, this whole clip is for your whole motherfucking family
 It's even for Grammy like Weezy
 Beef is familiar
 I ain't trying to give your ass no goose bumps
 I'm tryna to make you feel like I'm 'bout to
 Jump through your fucking speakers and kill you
 I'm one word, truest, I'm P. Diddy's go-to guy
 Recording at the lab Yung Berg's shoe is
 Niggas'll ride for you if you ride for you and
 They see it, I got an AK that I come at you and HD it
 I don't play that shit
 Show me a target, I'll spray that shit, motherfucker
 I keep it
 (Gangsta)
 Long as I'm alive I'ma keep it
 (Gangsta)
 You know what my niggas tell me? They say
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's whatever, my nigga, say whatever, my nigga
 Go wherever, my nigga, just keep it
 (Gangsta)
 And long as they alive they gonna keep it
 (Gangsta)
 Vish, look at that blunt my nigga
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's whatever, my nigga. go wherever, my nigga
 This is shooter music, I don't need to verbalize it
 We play the drums with the K's, I know that you heard us vibin'
 My automatic's faster, stronger
 Play the drums the size of Kanye's mullet in that Aston
 Onto fatigue, you ain't dead wrong make you wronger
 It's me, the best out, as far as passes
 I'm like Maino, my nigga, you can be as diplomatic
 As you wanna professional as you wanna
 It's gonna still get gangsta 'cause you fresh out
 Go ask, I take your baby mama shoppin'
 No, she ain't worth 50 cents, just to get at your ass
 I'm so petty any beef I'm so ready
 Now you trying kick it like you trying to go steady
 Tryin' to build a motherfuckin' relationship
 Niggas dissin' and kissin' and makin' up, I hate that shit
 (Gangsta)
 Long as I'm alive I'ma keep it
 (Gangsta)
 You know what my niggas tell me? They say
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's whatever, my nigga, say whatever, my nigga
 Go wherever, my nigga, just keep it
 (Gangsta)
 And long as they alive they gonna keep it
 (Gangsta)
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's the D nigga
 It's whatever, my nigga, go wherever, my nigga
 Ay Royce, you know what's fucked up?
 Now we gotta make offers that these bitch ass niggas can't refuse
 See, these niggas think they can buy respect
 They never even earned respect, they never learned respect
 So from here on out Detroit is officially a no-fly zone
 You heard it, all these bitch ass niggas
 Don't come to this motherfucker without permission
 Please don't make me have to demonstrate
 It's not about attention, it's about the seriousness
 Of what you bitch ass niggas think is a fucking joke
 Y'all wanna play? I'm not fucking playing, man
 I'm not fucking playing, man, okay
 I keep it
 (Gangsta)
 Long as I'm alive I'ma keep it
 (Gangsta)
 You know what my niggas tell me? They say
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's whatever, my nigga, say whatever, my nigga
 Go wherever, my nigga, just keep it
 (Gangsta)
 And long as they alive they gonna keep it
 (Gangsta)
 Vish, look at that blunt my nigga
 (Can you feel my trigger hand?)
 It's whatever, my nigga, go wherever, my nigga

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Song Details

Duration
04:42
Key
2
Tempo
107 BPM

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