her, don't want her And if she ain't a gangsta bitch Then I don't need her You can keep her She gotta be a gangsta bitch, 'bout that gangsta shit I'm living this gangsta
doors they lookin' lovely This is Babylon seventh sign roughin' it rug wordy ("B" bust your (Whooh) Motherfuckin' head nigga) only killas can hurt me, it's all Cool in the gang
Vermont Just to visit Matt Life, in the clink I'm back for stolen minks and snatchin' link [Phantasm:] After Charles Place, let me check Digga and Masta
(feat. Master P, U.G.K.) [Master P] Yo C-Murder Nigga you woke? Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga. Pass the weed (ok) We gon' head up interstate 10
statess i'm the baddess cock it back and let you have it 14 carrorts that i'm packing when i'm blasting at you bastards i'm yo master bitch i'm Diamond
't know, y'all better recognize I'm coming through with speed, with pounds of weed Verse Two: B-Real Ahh shit, another one of those gangsta hits Niggaz
Millich Lived with Fat Joe, in Ras Kass's corridor Who had a Crucial Conflict with this man next door On a Rampage, against this kung fu gang Sensei Master P
the people's right to privacy I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P. while all you fake niggaz {*UNNNGH*} try to copy Master P I want to be free
A Dogg Pound Gangsta, you know me K-U-R-U-P-T, D-P-G-C [Drunken Master] Check it out. Drunken Master in the house chasin' cash wit' Kurupt and Daz It
the dock My moms got stopped, ironic And rep East O But not from New York son I get money like Suge, Master P, and Russell And build up my franchise cuz
get off my dick Master of disaster, no time for flicks Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy like Bruce Leroy Strap the bozack when I'm stabbin a skeezoid Gangsta
'est du a l'arrache, les pauv' taches, nous font chier, Les gores du mic sont larges et fiches Ici c'est pas le Grand Wizard, le Grand Masta, le Gangsta
diner Check this, it gets exotic, chaotic Idiotic, niggas bout it bout it I got history, B I done rocked with everybody from G Rap to M.O.P. The Blast Master
Kap [echo] Eastsidaz [Chorus x2] I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings Real gangstas do real things [Verse 1] B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N We gang bang and
me) call me psychotic or your very closest enemy (closest enemy) there ain't no flodging cause these Memphis niggas snort p (yeah they snort p) and drink
won't neglect Inner City Posse is in effect Why don't ya kick a little violence J Street gang so we bang sweet hours we hang Occupasion gang population
. Master P, Mo B. Dick) [Chorus] Mo B. Dick We Gangstafied (Yes you know, yes you know ,yes you know) We Gangstafied (This is for the real tru Gangstas
[Master P] uggggghhhhhh, its time for the national anthem y'all niggas bout it (I started this bout it, bout it) if you bout it (get em up), I mean you