Gangsta Shit Lyrics

[Intro]
Now that's some gangster shit
Don't know who you're fucking with
Listen

[Verse 1]
Uh
Now I've been known to kill them with the flow
The beats is back off to attack him, kicking down your door
You looking at a pro, smoking them like some indigo
See we are Seminoles, running right through your end zone
I'm coming as soon as they holler, I get them, I got them
They know it's on
No more of the games, you know what the name
I aim to bang the chrome
It's Mister Whatever, about my cheddar if you've never known
Money over bitches, now you can carry on
Some call me arrogant, I'm like a veteran
Big shit nigga, I ain't talking elephants
Now what you know about it?
My niggas they bothered about it
It's We the Best the mod, something like Illuminati
I'm taking the coupe to college, trying to find a model about it
Take them to the crib, now it's time to party

[Chorus]
Uh
Now that's some gangster shit
Not fucking with lames, or fucking with faith
Now that's some gangster shit
You fucking with me, or fucking with you
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All my niggas about it about

Now that's some gangster shit
Now that's some gangster shit
I'm fucking with real and never fake
Now that's some gangster shit
I'm chasing that dough and never hoes
Now that's some gangster shit
All my niggas about it about
Now that's some gangster shit

[Verse 2]
Uh
And now I'm back off in the place to be
Got rid of the nice in me, it's nice to meet my enemy
Don't run up on me though, I give you a overdose
I leave them on the stretcher, I ain't talking cardio
I'm sorry you didn't know, I'm dipping, I'm moving a '64
I'm fucking the baddest hoes, I'm beating the pussy like Baggio
Now cut the music up, and pour me up a cup
And roll you up a blunt, if you getting major bucks
Now welcome to gangster shit, I'm hopping up out of the fancy whip
Them chains around my neck, and every diamond costs a grip
See I'm a superstar, I'm never at the bar
I valet park the car, pockets on that salad bar
Nasty with the flow, you can call it caviar
Uh, now that's some gangster shit
I'm with a gangster clique
And all my niggas toting the clip

[Chorus]