Yo, somethin' man, gangsta
Woo, do you pimp wit this guy Do a on a ninety-five? Run with them hookers they payin' sheen Talk of sex appeal, I was born
Shit, play wit me An' in the game I'm as real as they Threw the knife, baby, the sun Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta
Now let's get one straight You fuckin' with a nigga, that's liable to catch a I'll ya birthday into your worst day Bitch, I'll have you on a high speed chase on the day
Umm, try an' throw, I'm so greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin' faded Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome wires an' A nigga wit mo' crimes to
A jump start Post it up the tiny homies in my momma's front yard A hood pioneer, can't function without the smell of An' fish in the air
I'm a sheist nigga, for ice, nigga Bitch, you got the wrong nigga if you a nice nigga I'm Dub C, a MC, catch me in a MC On a buck twenty, bitch, wit me?
Woo, do you pimp wit this guy Do a buck on a Run with them hookers they payin' sheen Talk of sex-appeal, I was born
Shit, play wit me An' in the game I'm as as they come the knife, baby, outta the sun Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta
Now some don't believe I can spit that 'izm they wind up wit dick all in 'em Till they theyself pullin' off denim Intoxicated, off this
I game, big game, nickname Insane, Ice Cube spits Y'all niggaz feel it down range Body feel strange, blah, no
I'm a That how a gangsta do it an' a hoe act Get off tha dick if you wanna blow dat 'Cuz bitches trip the bulls, act prozac
Now there's gangsta-ism an' I'm only wit survivalism to the do' is my religion, now wha's yours? Pray, before I yours
Woo, do you wanna wit this guy Do a on a ninety-five? Run with hookers when they payin' sheen Talk of sex-appeal, I was gangsta
Shit, don't wit me An' in the game I'm as real as they the knife, baby, outta the sun Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta
Woo, la la la, Woo, la la la, I'm a
Every I come around bitches starin' at me Point Mack 10 from the Dub S.C Wit a L.A. fitted hat an' a fresh tee Fulla an' pizzazz but I'm a straight up G
Cocky 'cuz I'm rich, look an' I know it But I'm confused on what to be, a boy or poet is mandatory, bitch, there's so much to blow it An' if I do fall for you, I to show it
So if you I ain't pimpin', man that shit is absurd I stay hard on 'em, 'izm, fuck whatchu heard You say you for me, shit, but that's only words You wanna show me love, bitch, I wanna play wit a
So regardless of the weather, bitch, don't get the An' Big Daddy ridin' two-three's or betta on the dash wit the peanut butta' leather An' like that Al love, we can blow up togetha', holla
Woo, do you wanna pimp wit guy Do a buck on a Run with them hookers when they payin' of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta
Shit, don't wit me An' in the game I'm as real as they Threw the knife, baby, the sun Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta
Woo, la la la, Woo, la la la, I'm a
'Cuz I'm a