This Is Gangsta
(专辑: On My Way To Church - 2004)
[Juelz Santana] Dipset bitch Juelz Santana (yeah) 2004 its a
brand new muthafuckin year I
hope you know that (you already know) And we are in total control once a-muthafuckin-gain nigga (ook) Dipset in the
building Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Killa muthafuckin Cam, Freeky Zeeky [Juelz Santana] Live from the
bottom of the
pot where crack is cooked at I'm back like cooked crack and I
rap like cooked crack and dats a
good match and dats cum good crack My gun hotter then the
stove is on So hot even I
thought the
stove was on But the
stove was off I
was just rolling hot I
was just rome the
block Hard body I'm a
rolling block Dodge squally, I
don't know the
cops I
don't know them rats No, I
don't condone in that I'm in my zone infact, ain't no holing back The
4'll mac when the
beefin is on Niggas cheat when its on Niggas get reef wen its on They cant believe when its on but its me wen its on (pooh) But it is and this is what I
do so What it is, what is be, whats the
sccop yo Normally I
don't ask that Normally I
just blast that but you an exception pussy Ya girl told me you just obsessed with pussy and you cant fuck you just upset the
pussy I'm sumthin mean to watch my machine'll pop life off ya halipino top Now I've been seen in drop coops oops Radar ditectors (poop poop) You cant catch me copper You just upset me copper I'm on a
jet ski copper (haha) [Chorus Juelz Santana 2x] Now if this ain't gangsta and that ain't gangsta then what is gangsta Nigga I
am gangsta, who ain't gangsta, you ain't gangsta [Jim Jones] The
truth is I'm what the
games been needin Food for thought, the
fuck man you lames been eating (them lies) I
move, the
streets do follow I
speed race, not through the
streets (why) cuz police do follow so watch em These niggas throw flappy and sick (that's right) We young cold flashy and rich Plus we gun hoe and spz on a
bitch Cuz we don't pay for the
pussy The
beef cum we don't lay for the
pussy Fuck em, Watch em, got em, spot em, pop em, drop em (lay em down) Now Lord forgive us (pray for us) Gangstas (say what) We all religious And y'all wangstas I
swear you give us the
shivers Dipset, the
new black panthers the
boys ask us questions man we do not answer Life's too short for me to pull my pants up I'm tryna let my nuts hang, system out the
truck bang bang That's Certified Gangsta You heard about me well then you heard about gangsta Ill beat the
brace off a
nigga but I'm tryna keep the
tapes off a
nigga To get rich we do whatever we have to do And when we hit the
hood our bregins be grabbin you Foul hundreds the
7th's Avenue And niggas feel the
pressure whenever we mashin through [Chorus] [Bezel] You ain't gangsta, Listen up I
grip a
pump, squeeze 3
and have any OG bitchin up Man he a
missing chump And if not the
big glock, our big shots so doc cant stith him up I'm from the
city wher its easy to make do Easy to bake Hoes its easy to make 4's you gettin them pencils the
pigs and the
checks know nex week they'll have you sittin on stake road From HOC to CF to CF cant hold me I'm prone to this BS So imagine Bez on the
phone gettin key check fresh outta DC lampin in the
GS That's how niggas do go get a
clip or 2
fifth or glock, get a
block, hit the
spot, flip a
few And for a
brick or 2
the
led I
carry, shit I'm reditary, and ya kids could get it too [Chorus]