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- Composers:
- Erick S Sermon
- Jay Jenkins
- Jacoby White
- Wiz
- Lee Dixon
- Miguel T Scott
- Phalon Alexander
- Eric Wright
 
- Tags:
- rap
 
- See also:
Boyz N Da Hood - Gangstas lyrics
Feat. Eazy-E
[Intro]
 Rock this mic
 Jody Breeze, Young Jeezy, Big Gee, Duke
 Eazy E, Wiz, Block E-N-T
 Boyz N Da Hood, Bad Boy, E Serm, Lets Go
 [Jody Breeze]
 From the A all the way to Compton
 They say the new N-W-A is comin
 Keep your basses bumpin
 Stay away from who fake & frontin
 Try and play me, Imma take your face to thumpin
 I'm a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin
 And only play games in the A or Compton
 Hop by the box chevy murder any man standin
 Its more than the hood, E, tell em where it's standin
 [Eazy-E]
 I got beat for the street to tha beach I'll be rolling
 Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding
 Girls in the daisies drive Eazy crazy
 Rolled up my windows as I turned on my A-C
 Rolling down Crenshaw see tha hoes jocking(jocking)
 Sunday nights popping(popping), See tha foes hopping(hopping)
 My stereo's bumpin that A-T-L funk
 You can call it what ya want, either way that shit bumps
 [Chorus]
 [Eazy-E]
 Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
 Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
 [Jody Breeze]
 All this gutter gutter, pulled up with it
 This just the beginning so don't fuck with us
 [Eazy-E]
 Being a gangsta is so neat yeah
 Gangsta Beat 4 Tha Street
 [Young Jeezy]
 Them boyz in the hood will keep your heart
 Come talkin that trash and we'll pull your car
 [Young Jeezy]
 I'm in the 6-4 5th, bitch strapped, no roof
 The Snowman pimp, bitch shoes on the coupe
 Stepped in 100 deep, deep, blew a few bucks
 G'd up a pair of black strings in the chucks
 My wrist so rocky and my neck so bright
 My stones change colors like a disco light
 Whole team strapped up, let a nigga trip
 Desert Eagle in the club, better, nigga flip
 [Duke]
 From the south to west, I stay in a vest
 Fully loaded, Smif N Wess to protect my nest
 Let you trip, you disrespect, you get checked
 More direct, you end up with a hole in your neck
 I must confess there's got to be somethin in the water
 Cause every year I age, i gets harder and harder
 Got a team of cutthroats, niggaz with hood hoes
 Tryin to cope slum dough, whenever the guns blow
[Chorus]
 [Wiz]
 Yeah, I'm crusin down the street in my L-A-CBoyz N Da Hood - Gangstas - http://motolyrics.com/boyz-n-da-hood/gangstas-lyrics.html
 Blowin good kenwood, bumpin eazy e
 We dem boyz in the hood, in the hood I be
 We out the fryer, freakin all the g's
 ??, for all the J's I got thanks for you
 If crime pays, we looking for a gangsta lean
 You badd niggaz better tang your lip
 You gon fuck around and get in some gangsta shit
 [Big Gee]
 All black boys with them toys four deep
 Tote heat, four speed, grow tree, in a spokes ??
 So, niggaz don't want beef
 Nigga run up on the corner, match a barrel through his teeth
 Four foot celebrate, Fifth all kinda ways
 Oh he ain't gotta say he think he gonna get away
 Toting that thang, I'm d-cap that-a-way
 The punk went that-a-way, The punk went that-a-way
[Chorus]
[Chorus: Young Jeezy] + (Jody Breeze)
 Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
 (Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
 Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
 (I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
 Well they done put you on a track with a well known trap and
 (Hell, I'm well known myself so I might as well trap withcha)
 Shit can get crazy dawg, I hope you brought your strap withcha
 (I'm a cap peelin crack dealer, this ain't just no rap nigga)
 [Jody Breeze] + (Young Jeezy)
 Well first of all, I'm that nigga that's moving that work for y'all
 I'm the one you call who got it all, X, dro, par, salt
 I gotta get it now nigga and don't count on cost
 Cause the way I'm feelin nigga, I wanna take it all
 (Fa Real Shawty) What Up Nigga? (Pump your breaks, slow your roll dude)
 What? (If you want the real money, you gotta lose the attitude
 Nigga, what type of shit is you on
 Don't be talkin all god damn reckless on my phone)
 Well I'm just saying though, I'm just telling you what I stand for
 We both grown men so just gimme what I ask for
 I never asked your ass for a half of
 Nothing, cause I already have what they ask for
 (Your mouth too fly dawg, Plus your numbers too high dawg
 So why even try dawg, I'm getting money, you just getting by dawg)
 Whatchu mean nigga? I fuck hoes too
 My niggaz bringing them bummas in truck loads too
 Yea, I ain't but 19 nigga but I'm no joke
 Ain't nann no nigga try to fuck me cause I know coke
 (Believe that bullshit if you wanna
 Word boy, I shot at em and they hotter than a sauna
 And watch your tone, we gonna be heard
 And one more thing, don't ever use that c-word)
 Ay, come on man, I'm from the West Side
 I think you already know that we on it man
 We getting dough boy, we moving blow boy
 And we's hotter than the stove in 94 boy
 (Ay, that might be true
 But I ain't worried bout them, I'm trying to help you
 It ain't about whose damn bread is longest
 It's about who can stay out on these streets the longest
 Ay, cause one slip and you outta here
 Won't be back til them damn Duck Dodgers years)
 I tell you what? Gimme what you think I outta have
 Watch how I have them fiends asking for your autograph
[Chorus]












