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Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta

I understand why niggaz is mad at me
Sittin' like, "Damn, that could be me"
All the and the bitches, livin' lavishly
But there's one problem, y'all ain't bad as me

Who could flip a record from a half a ki?
Then a gold album, do the math with me
Turn right and go platinum, that would be
Fuck it, I lost count, why you tell me the amount?

Since you gossip like groupies, notice
I never go my name got two G's
J I two G A, I flip
Up on the platinum and be on the day

I be right there when your blow out
I was there when your lights when on and when you go out
I'm right there the same ice to light up your house
Just enough to see the gun 'fo I wipe you out

I'm the stuff niggas write about, a legend
J-Hova, end of the session, with me now

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit

We live the 718
Got my in DMV at this very second runnin' your plate
Two knocks on your door, one gun in face
Two of C-4, I put one in your safe

Place the safe in the tub, I got one plyer
You better this money don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask, no rope, one and I
Let this nigga run untie, I swear to God

You know the type that loud, but nigga's white cloud
Soft as a baby bottom, you Jay-Z spot him
I haven't heard him in a and you know how come?
His faggot's in the corner dialing 911

Snatched the phone, get a grip, dog, you to be tough
you tellin' the cops, huh, I'm takin' your money and drugs?
In the underworld we take of beef ourself
And thing yo, we police ourself

Either you follow the codes or don't sell
This life will swallow you whole, so get out the
Go to church Sunday, nigga, and pray hard
And drug dealer, hehe, don't your day job
[Incomprehensible]

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangstam shit

Nigga who pop guns and rap jewels
Meanwhile burning in hell,
We the center of
Show me love for my nigga blazin', my is made men

Gangsters, shit, get coke and boughs
Got for every home and never fuck they own
though the Feds got a sweatin' grip in the chrome
Commuter case is disclosed, they the telephones

a 213 zone now
Got some ladies, slap a bitch up and her down
Feelin' me, I wanna put hustle behind me
But every time I look away, hittin' me blindly

I'm lookin' for the light, baby, and it is
But soon as the nigga smilin', darker the gets
That's why we and y'all players
Take two to the heart, Inc., most Murderous

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, shit