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Yeah, uhh, dat gangsta
Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta
Uhh, dat shit
you love huh? dat gangsta shit
What you huh? dat gangsta shit
Now we live huh? dat gangsta shit
Yeah, uhh, uhh

Recognize my presence, this rap specialized with legends
I drop shit try to memorize in seconds
You criticize me, still visualize the
And I wish to put aside the questions
Before find out, who's the realest
Who spoke without one joke about the illest
Shit ever happened, in this rappin beyond rappin
Joe the God it ain't so hard to start
But I lay low, create flows, for the
Now we got extra hoes, to chase shows
I foes, and break em down to minerals
We went from street corner to white collar criminals
Individuals, with no peace on the
The iced out, piece on my chest, from the east to the
sleep in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest
Ready for the blazin gettin deep with the best
The police wanna test my strategy, got half of the
Mad at me, but few challenge me
Perhaps you be the first to approach this, lyrical dope shit
Cartagena bring the chrome like explosives

Now what you love huh? dat shit
you want huh? dat gangsta shit
Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
Dat gangsta shit, dat gangsta

Yeah, uhh, uhh
Fuck the whole world, all I is my dough and my girl
And she can get it, everybody go to hell
I need y'all, disrespect the don and i'ma see y'all
Hit you the tech and the armor, you see-saw
That's my steez, if I don't kill you i'ma you these
Ask your peeps if I ain't the beast soundin japanese
Coughin blood, what you get for talkin thug
Run up on your preacher with the sweeper feature coughin
Once a thug a thug, hallways and drug dealers
Fillers, killers, they wanna all day with us
They love the don, these words are more than another song
If I I slit your neck, your jugular's gone
Ain't nothin artificial, joe the god, the squad official
Got a lot of pistols with missiles, prayer with you
The shit you say'll get you sprayed with the
remember joe the God is not your ordinary rapper

Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
What you want huh? dat gangsta
Now we live huh? dat gangsta shit
Dat shit, dat gangsta shit

Now what you love huh? dat gangsta
What you want huh? kick dat gangsta
you live huh? dat gangsta shit
Dat gangsta shit, dat shit

Goin out to all the real
All the niggaz support real hip-hop
All my niggaz on the
Dj's, no matter the fuck you from
It's where's your gat,
Primo nigga? yeah
Don
squadian, rock the party and, what?
Beotch!!