"Shawty Wanna Be a Gangsta" lyrics
Hey throw me the black, and throw me the hat, I need that vest too
Ayo, you ever been done this before son?
Yo, you lil scared, eheh
You got to be ready for this, dog
Cause it's on, ain't no turning back now
I thought you wanted to be hard
Come on, my nigga, get in the car, let's go
Let's make a move
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I'm working hard to keep
What little I get, they wanna take it
So they scheme like weight upon a triple beam
I know they makin' plenty green
And I'm hurting baby
Warehouse jobs got me crazy
They smoke these squares back to back
In a red and black lumberjack
With back pain that make me want to quit, everyday
So I think about a lick that involve the M-O-B
I know they down for me
Money go round four ways
Let's get paid in a hurry
God bless me please
If you have to bury me, a devil on the way
But thinkin' that I'm a slave all in low key
Where you going to take me?
See demonical savage, T-Mo, I got to have it!
When comes to this rappin' it's like
We got to eat, shit, sleeps all
Many incomplete song
That go unheard, like that bird
Food drop, over by the temp
Where that man back pimp up
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
Shawty want to be a gangsta
Maybe a fairy tale up in the jail
Gangsta, puppy wagging his tail
That's what it looking like to me
I smoke it down to the green line every time
Dirty fingernails, sell grams to the keys
Hydroponic weed
Bails on the way full of seeds
Pay a junkie just to pick the boogers out
Stash a few up in the house
Waiting on the drop, it always come, every year
Don't know the month, the day, say, say
But it always come, hell yeah, right on time
Heard about little shawty took his back out with the K
[?], niggas ain't talking, they spray
Sort of like the feds investigating day
Day on the low
Diablo locked down 254
Came up with the greasy, the sleazy
Kill a motherfucker over a lil' measly twenty
Keep my mind on my billfold, split poles on purpose
Now, whenever I show up, baby, it's a circus
Keep my eyes on my prize, surrounded by my workers
Dicky suit, Chucky boots, buddy, that's a gangsta
Assassinate your sons, take your oil and your land
Understand, that's a gangsta
Steal millions from the blue collar chilling, that's a gangsta
Bob Dylan on the beat, tall ceilin', that's a gangsta
Nigga, that's a gangsta
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
Now that's gangsta, to get in the boat
And sail the transatlantic to the West Coast
Of Africa and steal some black folk
Bring them to a place their mama and daddy didn't know
[?], 400 years on the blow
Afterward they deal with everything, in the USA be no more
Now that's gangsta
Like Idi Amin
Get off my land, white man
Prepare to die if you don't leave
Shawty, please believe this all
That nigga wrong
Gangstas don't live long
They get locked up and die like Jesse James and Al Capone
So preserve your youth
They sip heavily and blow strong
Leave all brain cells lost, begone
They say fuck a car, no, that whip shit isn't wrong
The DEA be tappin' their cellular phones
The fed be posted up outside their million dollar homes
With night vision and satellites
So be on your peace again
Gangsta, attract [?] snakes bitches
And if enough pressure is applied some stay solid
Others turn straight snitches
Property of the state
Think you got what it take
Get on OT Bush shit list, huh
Ain't no escape
Shawty, won't you be like Alonzo Herndon?
The first black millionaire of the A
You know what I'm sayin', man?
1910, throw the mansion on the campus of Morris Brown, man
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
Ayo, you ever been done this before son?
Yo, you lil scared, eheh
You got to be ready for this, dog
Cause it's on, ain't no turning back now
I thought you wanted to be hard
Come on, my nigga, get in the car, let's go
Let's make a move
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I'm working hard to keep
What little I get, they wanna take it
So they scheme like weight upon a triple beam
I know they makin' plenty green
And I'm hurting baby
Warehouse jobs got me crazy
They smoke these squares back to back
In a red and black lumberjack
With back pain that make me want to quit, everyday
So I think about a lick that involve the M-O-B
I know they down for me
Money go round four ways
Let's get paid in a hurry
God bless me please
If you have to bury me, a devil on the way
But thinkin' that I'm a slave all in low key
Where you going to take me?
See demonical savage, T-Mo, I got to have it!
When comes to this rappin' it's like
We got to eat, shit, sleeps all
Many incomplete song
That go unheard, like that bird
Food drop, over by the temp
Where that man back pimp up
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
Shawty want to be a gangsta
Maybe a fairy tale up in the jail
Gangsta, puppy wagging his tail
That's what it looking like to me
I smoke it down to the green line every time
Dirty fingernails, sell grams to the keys
Hydroponic weed
Bails on the way full of seeds
Pay a junkie just to pick the boogers out
Stash a few up in the house
Waiting on the drop, it always come, every year
Don't know the month, the day, say, say
But it always come, hell yeah, right on time
Heard about little shawty took his back out with the K
[?], niggas ain't talking, they spray
Sort of like the feds investigating day
Day on the low
Diablo locked down 254
Came up with the greasy, the sleazy
Kill a motherfucker over a lil' measly twenty
Keep my mind on my billfold, split poles on purpose
Now, whenever I show up, baby, it's a circus
Keep my eyes on my prize, surrounded by my workers
Dicky suit, Chucky boots, buddy, that's a gangsta
Assassinate your sons, take your oil and your land
Understand, that's a gangsta
Steal millions from the blue collar chilling, that's a gangsta
Bob Dylan on the beat, tall ceilin', that's a gangsta
Nigga, that's a gangsta
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
Now that's gangsta, to get in the boat
And sail the transatlantic to the West Coast
Of Africa and steal some black folk
Bring them to a place their mama and daddy didn't know
[?], 400 years on the blow
Afterward they deal with everything, in the USA be no more
Now that's gangsta
Like Idi Amin
Get off my land, white man
Prepare to die if you don't leave
Shawty, please believe this all
That nigga wrong
Gangstas don't live long
They get locked up and die like Jesse James and Al Capone
So preserve your youth
They sip heavily and blow strong
Leave all brain cells lost, begone
They say fuck a car, no, that whip shit isn't wrong
The DEA be tappin' their cellular phones
The fed be posted up outside their million dollar homes
With night vision and satellites
So be on your peace again
Gangsta, attract [?] snakes bitches
And if enough pressure is applied some stay solid
Others turn straight snitches
Property of the state
Think you got what it take
Get on OT Bush shit list, huh
Ain't no escape
Shawty, won't you be like Alonzo Herndon?
The first black millionaire of the A
You know what I'm sayin', man?
1910, throw the mansion on the campus of Morris Brown, man
Shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
I said shawty wanna be a gangsta
But do you got what it take to be a gangsta?
