Yo, dangerous man, gangsta
Woo, do you wanna pimp wit guy Do a on a ninety-five? Run them hookers when they payin' sheen of sex appeal, I was born gangsta
Shit, play wit me An' in the I'm as real as they come 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 to catch a case turn 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 This greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin' Hood life, the life of a on chrome wires an' switches A wit mo' crimes to riches
A ghetto jump it up with the tiny homies in my momma's front yard A hood pioneer, function without the smell of gunpowder An' fryin' in the air
I'm a nigga, check for ice, nigga Bitch, you got the wrong if you want 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 on a ninety-five? Run with them when they payin' sheen Talk of sex-appeal, I was born
Shit, don't wit me An' in the game I'm as real as they the knife, baby, outta the sun Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a
Now some don't believe I can spit that 'izm Till they wind up wit all in 'em Till they find pullin' off denim Intoxicated, off this
I game, big game, nickname Insane, Ice Cube flame Y'all gone feel it down range feel strange, blah, no brain
I'm a That how a gangsta do it an' a hoe act Get off tha dick if you don't blow dat 'Cuz bitches the bulls, act like prozac
Now gangsta-ism an' tribalism I'm only wit survivalism to the do' is my religion, now wha's yours? Pray, I bust yours
Woo, do you pimp 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 I'm as real as they come Threw the knife, baby, 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 nigga Mack 10 the Dub S.C Wit a L.A. hat an' a fresh white tee Fulla flair an' pizzazz but I'm a up G
Cocky 'cuz I'm rich, look an' I know it But I'm on what to be, a deep boy or poet is mandatory, bitch, there's so much to blow it An' if I do fall for you, I refuse to it
So if you think I ain't pimpin', man that shit is I hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, fuck whatchu heard You say you down for me, shit, but that's words You wanna show me love, bitch, I wanna play wit a
So of the weather, bitch, don't get the chedda' An' keep Big Daddy ridin' two-three's or Wood on the wit the peanut butta' leather An' like that Al love, we can blow up togetha', holla
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Shit, don't wit me An' in the I'm as real as they come the knife, baby, outta the sun Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a
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