"Gangstas Need Love" lyrics
[*vocalizations*]
Without you, girl, my life is like a date without the knock-off: Incomplete. I love you
(Bitch, it's a rap, dog.)
Shut up, cause!
Now I ain't never met a bitch that I loved in my life (Never!)
'Til I hit the 1st King and I met my future wife
Uretha; had a nigga like "Eureka"
Ass so big, way bigger than my speakers (My speakers)
Tatt's on both ass cheeks, left and right
They said "Ronny," "Bobby," Ricky," and "Mike"
She was my candy girl; I ate her like a Now-or-Later
(Bitch give me your number) And I called her an hour later
Picked her up outside of the strip club
Saw that big booty, took her straight to the [?] (to the [?])
First we fucked, then we cuddled and hugged
Murder Mike's a gangster and gangsters need love
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
I need a high school bitch with bad grades and dookie braids
Knows how to fry chicken and keep her coochie shaved
Roll a joint so it hit like I like it, too
Don't get mad when I bring home a dike or two
Used to fuck her momma in '83
[?] 'cause she went to Compton High with me
Pick you up from school at 3:15
Took your ass to 1st King for your sweet 16
Sometimes we argue and fight
Plus she's handy with the hot-comb and keeps my perm tight
And use rollers to match my fit
The shit like this makes me love the bitch
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
I'll smoke her if she leaves
I'll smoke her if she leaves
Without you, girl, my life is like a date without the knock-off: Incomplete. I love you
(Bitch, it's a rap, dog.)
Shut up, cause!
Now I ain't never met a bitch that I loved in my life (Never!)
'Til I hit the 1st King and I met my future wife
Uretha; had a nigga like "Eureka"
Ass so big, way bigger than my speakers (My speakers)
Tatt's on both ass cheeks, left and right
They said "Ronny," "Bobby," Ricky," and "Mike"
She was my candy girl; I ate her like a Now-or-Later
(Bitch give me your number) And I called her an hour later
Picked her up outside of the strip club
Saw that big booty, took her straight to the [?] (to the [?])
First we fucked, then we cuddled and hugged
Murder Mike's a gangster and gangsters need love
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
I need a high school bitch with bad grades and dookie braids
Knows how to fry chicken and keep her coochie shaved
Roll a joint so it hit like I like it, too
Don't get mad when I bring home a dike or two
Used to fuck her momma in '83
[?] 'cause she went to Compton High with me
Pick you up from school at 3:15
Took your ass to 1st King for your sweet 16
Sometimes we argue and fight
Plus she's handy with the hot-comb and keeps my perm tight
And use rollers to match my fit
The shit like this makes me love the bitch
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
(Gangstas need love) like I need my dope sack
(Gangstas need love) I put that on my [?]
(Gangstas need love) She talk back, I'll choke her
(Gangstas need love) And if the bitch leave, I'll smoke her
I'll smoke her if she leaves
I'll smoke her if she leaves
Writer(s): Vyshonn King Miller, Lionel B. Jr. Richie, Raymond Poole, Perry Miller
