"Gangsta" lyrics
(feat. G-Macc)
Ayy G-Macc, let me hit the weed, nigga
The weed, let me hit the weed (Okay. Why we hurryin'?)
There it is, right over there, nigga, right over there, look
(That's what you—, oh, okay)
I think I'ma go do that shit
Wait right here, nigga ( Nigga, what you finna do?)
Spit lead out of '6-4's
In the Gardens, I'm a skitzo
.9 milli with the clip showin'
Rollin' 'round in this shit smokin'
Nobody better roll by me
Last year, it was hella bad
Started high and dropped hella fast
Crash landing, no helipad
Mamba, Kobe Bryant, in the game I'm like MJ, A.I
Anybody wanna fuck with me, nigga, they die (They die)
Paranoid, stay high, this about to be a murder album
It's that nigga that eat up guts, you streamin' this shit, you heard about him
He don't really give a fuck about it, that nigga be on the lay-low
Y'all way dumb, he stay numb, he don't care what they say so
It's mass murder with the black burner, niggas be singin' like Nat Turner
So I roll solo, hit the road slow, creepin' like a cat burglar (Then what?)
With the lights off and the gun pointed out the window, it was real gory
If you hear the real story, it was over that merger, sir
Tryna get me for my papers
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, hit 'em up with enough lead, get away with the caper
Nigga, it's gangsta
Nigga, it's gangsta
Nigga
I could pull your brains out, windows I hang out
Do you like background vocals, take your mains out (Damn)
So here's the offer: you get naked or I'll cut off your
Vaginal, vasectomy, rappin' about handin' out rectal diseases
It's nasty, but I'd rather cut them in the half the axe and take these
Rape victims D-I-E, eight victims, sick sick
Corner with the .4-4, goner, on a one-way trip off that water
The mic, rock hard, we drag 'em out the car
We fuckin' it with no grease, no love for them
I had to bring it back, cocked back the action-packed weapon, slice
Let it off, spit it around the corner in five seconds twice — listen to it
She's lying there dying, lifeless, and I mean
Near death, like, 5 in the morning, Vicodin IV's
And if you don't think we'll sodomize your wife, then try me
I ain't evil
Eyes bleedin' (What year is it?), it's the 2000-whatever season
High-beams and sherm sticks, that's my night dream, I mean, nightmare
It's gangsta
Nigga, it's gangsta
Shh, shh, shh, damn, that nigga high
That's—, nigga, I'ma hide that motherfucker
What was you just, what was you just thinkin' about, nigga?
Nigga, I ain't seen this yet
Around the corner with it
Shh, shh, shh, don't talk
I don't know what to tell my doctor
The weed, let me hit the weed (Okay. Why we hurryin'?)
There it is, right over there, nigga, right over there, look
(That's what you—, oh, okay)
I think I'ma go do that shit
Wait right here, nigga ( Nigga, what you finna do?)
Spit lead out of '6-4's
In the Gardens, I'm a skitzo
.9 milli with the clip showin'
Rollin' 'round in this shit smokin'
Nobody better roll by me
Last year, it was hella bad
Started high and dropped hella fast
Crash landing, no helipad
Mamba, Kobe Bryant, in the game I'm like MJ, A.I
Anybody wanna fuck with me, nigga, they die (They die)
Paranoid, stay high, this about to be a murder album
It's that nigga that eat up guts, you streamin' this shit, you heard about him
He don't really give a fuck about it, that nigga be on the lay-low
Y'all way dumb, he stay numb, he don't care what they say so
It's mass murder with the black burner, niggas be singin' like Nat Turner
So I roll solo, hit the road slow, creepin' like a cat burglar (Then what?)
With the lights off and the gun pointed out the window, it was real gory
If you hear the real story, it was over that merger, sir
Tryna get me for my papers
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, hit 'em up with enough lead, get away with the caper
Nigga, it's gangsta
Nigga, it's gangsta
Nigga
I could pull your brains out, windows I hang out
Do you like background vocals, take your mains out (Damn)
So here's the offer: you get naked or I'll cut off your
Vaginal, vasectomy, rappin' about handin' out rectal diseases
It's nasty, but I'd rather cut them in the half the axe and take these
Rape victims D-I-E, eight victims, sick sick
Corner with the .4-4, goner, on a one-way trip off that water
The mic, rock hard, we drag 'em out the car
We fuckin' it with no grease, no love for them
I had to bring it back, cocked back the action-packed weapon, slice
Let it off, spit it around the corner in five seconds twice — listen to it
She's lying there dying, lifeless, and I mean
Near death, like, 5 in the morning, Vicodin IV's
And if you don't think we'll sodomize your wife, then try me
I ain't evil
Eyes bleedin' (What year is it?), it's the 2000-whatever season
High-beams and sherm sticks, that's my night dream, I mean, nightmare
It's gangsta
Nigga, it's gangsta
Shh, shh, shh, damn, that nigga high
That's—, nigga, I'ma hide that motherfucker
What was you just, what was you just thinkin' about, nigga?
Nigga, I ain't seen this yet
Around the corner with it
Shh, shh, shh, don't talk
I don't know what to tell my doctor
