Gangsta

Lyrics

Gangsta from my head to my shoes
 So god damn clean I'm giving haters the blues
 Ain't too many players that play the game like I do
 I'm getting rap money and gettin' street money too
 Yeah, Jack, I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
 G-A-N-G-S-T-A
 I keep it real all day, every goddamn day
 And I ain't goin' never change homie, I'mma stay this way a thug
 Bitch, I'm bad, the biggest Boss Hogg of 'em all
 It's Thugga, motherfucker, leader of them Outlawz
 Made the city proud, rep'd hard for the grill
 They thought we fell off, still getting it how I live
 Stay up in the club, let 'em know we still paid
 Reppin' for the North from the cradle to the grave
 Gangstas don't hide so you see my face often
 Heater on my side so approach me with caution
 Rappin' brang fame, I appreciate the love
 But don't get it fucked up, 'cause bitch I'm still a thug
 The clique done got thicker, the money got longer
 It's Hogz Worldwide so the team more stronger
 Gangsta from my head to my shoes
 So god damn clean I'm giving haters the blues
 Ain't too many players that play the game like I do
 I'm getting rap money and gettin' street money too
 Yeah, Jack, I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
 G-A-N-G-S-T-A
 I keep it real all day, every god damn day
 And I ain't goin' never change homie, I'mma stay this way a thug
 That's right my nigga money, ho's, cars, clothes
 I think I fell in love with clothes and foreign dough
 I know y'all don't be seeing me at award shows
 Fuck going commercial, real nigga, y'all know how it goes
 Thousand dollar bottle of Cabernet, y'all know how it flow
 I die once, a thousand times is how a coward goes
 You don't want none of me, nigga, I got power blows
 Toes as big as tennis balls that's on a six hour note
 Attitude like Pimp C, cup taste like Big Moe
 R.I.P. to Pat and his big brother, hope that's my big bro
 Every C.D. in my car say DJ Screw
 If yous from Houston and you rap, my nigga, he made you
 I treat pens and pencils like bitches, I pimp them ho's
 Get it out and cocked, put it in my socks, it's what I do with the dough
 Money ain't never been mad at me, I stay cool with the dough
 Like a dummy when he peeing, I'm a fool with the flow
 Gangsta from my head to my shoes
 So god damn clean I'm giving haters the blues
 Ain't too many players that play the game like I do
 I'm getting rap money and gettin' street money too
 Yeah, Jack, I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
 G-A-N-G-S-T-A
 I keep it real all day, every god damn day
 And I ain't goin' never change homie, I'mma stay this way a thug
 I can't stop I gotta make my nigga Pimp proud
 (R.I.P.)
 That's why you see me reppin' Texas up in front of crowds
 Thugged out, every nigga ride with the stretched
 (That's right)
 Don't start shit but we stay ready for combat
 Joe don't know how to act, quick to fuck the club up
 We just like 'em so the gangsta niggas love us
 A street nigga get a good girl pussy wet
 She say she coming home with me, that's a bet
 Before the check, we get wasted off Patron straight
 After that, see if her friend gon' paticapate
 Whole weight in the town got it locked down
 Got drank, got bricks, got plenty thou'
 Gangsta from my head to my shoes
 So god damn clean I'm giving haters the blues
 Ain't too many players that play the game like I do
 I'm getting rap money and gettin' street money too
 Yeah, Jack, I'm a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
 G-A-N-G-S-T-A
 I keep it real all day, every god damn day
 And I ain't goin' never change homie, I'mma stay this way a thug
 

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Duration
04:12
Key
2
Tempo
78 BPM

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