Chorus: D-Shot,
We gangsterous, we (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we (gangsterous)
Well let me start with a stiff chin, go 'head and take one I just begun, to break yo' ass off a sum with double (??), I got a (??) in the And ready to mob, so get the fuck up out of before I trip, and slap yo' ass this new grip One slip of the get your monkey ass hung Two lungs is what it takes to the dank and one cap is all it takes to put you in the
[The So beware, to stare, in the glare, of infrared You dread the day we out the glock display One way, is what headed down, we got the pound So bow down, and give me the because we on the mound heat, finsta treat you to this gangster shit Break a bitch, hog niggaz take a Pitchin heat, treat you to this gangster shit a bitch, hog niggaz take a shit
Wha-da-da-dey, Hustlin on the thirteen-hundred slangin 'caine Call (??) (??) (??) (??) with walkie-talkies and scanners on the lookout for the pigs I make long bread, I big cars Everybody know the hustle, like I'm a movie star but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they be knockin on my bedroom window with they cats with friendly spook on talkin about "Can I borrow some Loan me a dimepiece til the first" and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' ass got no money in yo' purse? "Nah but I got a Bic" A Some dopefiend matches, a little bit of that and suck yo' dick She's a bootch, she fat, she out bad I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the pleaser The head doctor, I give a FUCK about a chickenhead cluck I'm tryin to get up, I'm gangsterous
[The We import chickens from the 'em off to the young homies If come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens Killers on the greated at the age of thirteen By all means makes niggaz buy from us Triple beam dreams is a must We slide through in a tough, black truck If a nigga game they get ripped and bucked
Buck 'em up, lay 'em nigga, we for the figures If money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger Cough it up nigga, we want the to the safe Give it up nigga, I catch a murder case
[The (??) it up nigga, ain't no so realize it A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so it I hit the block, serve a flock of that, white girl Bust 'em down, bag 'em up and serve the whole world
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Bitches on niggaz, let them think they got We sent them hoes, hoes know Bob by they name We put the P's in the pimpin, the S in the I understand that is quick to trick That's why I supply and If the bitch perform, I gotta acquit her Send her to the mall or In the trunk in Richmond Mall or
[The Gangsters, hoes down Here we ridin, pullin up in Mercedes through flossin campaignin like the President Straight to V.I.P., we Gangsters, hoes baby Here we come ridin, pullin up in through flossin campaignin like the President Straight to V.I.P., we