"Keep It Gangster" lyrics
Hold up, wait a minute
I'm Doce Dieciocho
I'm 'bout to put some gangster back up in it
Chevy Impala straight Caddilac'n it
3-wheel side to side
Front and backin' it
Yeah
That's what I do
Bust it out in '92 homeboy
Paved the way for you homeboy
You better recognize the name
Jump in my carrucha
Take it out and bend the frame
Pick up baby doll and the same
She can give good brain
While I'm bouncing down the slow lane
She could have no name
It really doesn't matter man
Old-school fool
Keep it old-school just like the batter ram
That's the kind of man I am
Vato, you can't duplicate
You hate me more
I'm the same fool who you used to hate
Let's get it straight
Crystal-clear out in the open
You must be joking
Can't fix a flow that isn't broken
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
I'm speaking loud and clearly
But you can't hear me you must be sordo
'06 I was the shit
2007 even more so
I post up next to the light post
Underneath the street lamp
On the same streets I grew up and went to street camp
Brand new white T-shirt so my shirt is tight
Grippin the mic
I'm tryna get my dollars right
Crawling through this concrete jungle
Where we rumble
Lose balance and sometimes stumble
But we keep on walking
Backing what were talking
You want some pedo
Fuck it homes let's get it poppin
Let's get to dog dropping
Scraping and boxing
Won't stop the beef
Til wanna of us is in a coffin
Im coughing on some good bud
Some OG Kush
And some other shit I never heard of, word up
I do this all day
So I'mma do what the fuck I wanna do
And say what the fuck I wanna say
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
Ey, homie I'mma start the rhythm with a kick back flow
Beats are bumping for your low, low
Back bumper dragging in the sue-lo
Hold on tight and try not to let go
I get vicious
And I keep it repitious
Hynas in the back seat
Looking oh, so delicious
Gotta keep it gangster homie
That's what this is
You got a pronlem
We put you to sleep with the fishes
Stay out my way
Or I'm breaking right through you, ey
Making sure you're not seen the same way that people knew you, wey
Handle the problema de volada
Simon I know your name
I put it right here on this bala
From the West to the East Coast
Back to San Diego to East Los
I had to take 'em back with those streets flows
Put my ink down on paper like Cartoon with a tat
West-Coast Chicano Style
Simon I like it like that
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
I'm Doce Dieciocho
I'm 'bout to put some gangster back up in it
Chevy Impala straight Caddilac'n it
3-wheel side to side
Front and backin' it
Yeah
That's what I do
Bust it out in '92 homeboy
Paved the way for you homeboy
You better recognize the name
Jump in my carrucha
Take it out and bend the frame
Pick up baby doll and the same
She can give good brain
While I'm bouncing down the slow lane
She could have no name
It really doesn't matter man
Old-school fool
Keep it old-school just like the batter ram
That's the kind of man I am
Vato, you can't duplicate
You hate me more
I'm the same fool who you used to hate
Let's get it straight
Crystal-clear out in the open
You must be joking
Can't fix a flow that isn't broken
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
I'm speaking loud and clearly
But you can't hear me you must be sordo
'06 I was the shit
2007 even more so
I post up next to the light post
Underneath the street lamp
On the same streets I grew up and went to street camp
Brand new white T-shirt so my shirt is tight
Grippin the mic
I'm tryna get my dollars right
Crawling through this concrete jungle
Where we rumble
Lose balance and sometimes stumble
But we keep on walking
Backing what were talking
You want some pedo
Fuck it homes let's get it poppin
Let's get to dog dropping
Scraping and boxing
Won't stop the beef
Til wanna of us is in a coffin
Im coughing on some good bud
Some OG Kush
And some other shit I never heard of, word up
I do this all day
So I'mma do what the fuck I wanna do
And say what the fuck I wanna say
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
Ey, homie I'mma start the rhythm with a kick back flow
Beats are bumping for your low, low
Back bumper dragging in the sue-lo
Hold on tight and try not to let go
I get vicious
And I keep it repitious
Hynas in the back seat
Looking oh, so delicious
Gotta keep it gangster homie
That's what this is
You got a pronlem
We put you to sleep with the fishes
Stay out my way
Or I'm breaking right through you, ey
Making sure you're not seen the same way that people knew you, wey
Handle the problema de volada
Simon I know your name
I put it right here on this bala
From the West to the East Coast
Back to San Diego to East Los
I had to take 'em back with those streets flows
Put my ink down on paper like Cartoon with a tat
West-Coast Chicano Style
Simon I like it like that
I'mma say what I wanna say
Do what I wanna do
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
A white-T and my Nike shoes
I'mma keep it gangster
White-T and my Nike shoes
