"For My Gangstaz" lyrics
"Living in Compton, California C-A"
Charlie O, drop that hot shit
Motherfucker it's the Game, mister tint the windows with your brain
Since a young'n up and coming, all I did was cop 'caine
They try and change the Game, nigga I still cop 'caine
I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the cops came
Bitches trying to throw salt in my name, barbers trying to part my game
Niggas trying to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line without scuffing my Chucks
Bad Boy, and I fuck with Puff
So bring the guns if you want nigga; I'm real good with the Glock
And 50 Gs say you leave in a box
When I fuck Lil' Kim guess I'm feeling like 'Pac
Niggas wanna wrestle The Game, guess they feel like The Rock
"It doesn't matter," 745 up and down your block
Hop out with a Nextel, niggas feel like they shot
It's different in my hood, only time we take shots
Is when the Dodgers did good, my niggas live on the block
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
I'm worldwide with this gangster lean, my life's no dream
I got a crew in Jamaica, Queens
Lake Charles up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip
My thugs get crunk off Lil' Flip
State to state many shows I rip, I'm the boss of the Bay
Like Clint Eastwood, make my day
Fine bitches look like Lisa Raye, plot on getting paid
In the end, all they get is played
Maybe a nut, no Ice Capade
Real dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to wifey
And I don't give a fuck if you really don't like me
It's in my blood to thug, get ill and hyphy
One of the best I might be, it really don't matter
When I bust, sucker MCs scatter, getting out of my way
I bust bad bitches night and day
I make classics like Dr. Dre, closed casket from rhymes I say
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
... Gon' move in on your rock, say fuck the crisis
And ride with the West we got lower coat prices
You know me the king of L.A., New York
Driving through Brooklyn in a four, same color as water
You want X? I can cover the order
Ninety-four been hustling now watch the shit elevate like Vince Carter
Not the rap martyr, or the second rap Carter
Compton's own, I'm home, not the best I just rap harder
Heir to the throne, nobody rep Compton like me
Street spinning like waves on that Continental T
My grand moms woulda been proud of me, look at your grandson now
'Til my demise
Black Mafia ties
So it's hard to let the larceny die, my [?] treys
A killer changing the game like them Marcy guys
And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton, he from New York City. C'mon. Really?
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
Charlie O, drop that hot shit
Motherfucker it's the Game, mister tint the windows with your brain
Since a young'n up and coming, all I did was cop 'caine
They try and change the Game, nigga I still cop 'caine
I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the cops came
Bitches trying to throw salt in my name, barbers trying to part my game
Niggas trying to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line without scuffing my Chucks
Bad Boy, and I fuck with Puff
So bring the guns if you want nigga; I'm real good with the Glock
And 50 Gs say you leave in a box
When I fuck Lil' Kim guess I'm feeling like 'Pac
Niggas wanna wrestle The Game, guess they feel like The Rock
"It doesn't matter," 745 up and down your block
Hop out with a Nextel, niggas feel like they shot
It's different in my hood, only time we take shots
Is when the Dodgers did good, my niggas live on the block
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
I'm worldwide with this gangster lean, my life's no dream
I got a crew in Jamaica, Queens
Lake Charles up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip
My thugs get crunk off Lil' Flip
State to state many shows I rip, I'm the boss of the Bay
Like Clint Eastwood, make my day
Fine bitches look like Lisa Raye, plot on getting paid
In the end, all they get is played
Maybe a nut, no Ice Capade
Real dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to wifey
And I don't give a fuck if you really don't like me
It's in my blood to thug, get ill and hyphy
One of the best I might be, it really don't matter
When I bust, sucker MCs scatter, getting out of my way
I bust bad bitches night and day
I make classics like Dr. Dre, closed casket from rhymes I say
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
... Gon' move in on your rock, say fuck the crisis
And ride with the West we got lower coat prices
You know me the king of L.A., New York
Driving through Brooklyn in a four, same color as water
You want X? I can cover the order
Ninety-four been hustling now watch the shit elevate like Vince Carter
Not the rap martyr, or the second rap Carter
Compton's own, I'm home, not the best I just rap harder
Heir to the throne, nobody rep Compton like me
Street spinning like waves on that Continental T
My grand moms woulda been proud of me, look at your grandson now
'Til my demise
Black Mafia ties
So it's hard to let the larceny die, my [?] treys
A killer changing the game like them Marcy guys
And I been compared to Shyne like Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton, he from New York City. C'mon. Really?
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters pour the brew
This is for the gangster in me
This is for the gangster in you - all my gangsters red and blue
Writer(s): Jayceon Taylor, Joseph Tom
