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Gangsta Music 2
Dip Set, Killa, Heatmakerz, Santana
on, man, let's do It

Can I get a, yeah, yeah,
Up, down, left,
Shorty's movin' again, shorty's loose the pen
Shorty do the wind

say I walk around like I got a S on my chest
Tech on my left, gangstaz me ready to step
I like a chick big breasts on her chest
Not flat lookin' like somebody stepped on her

What, shit, fuck,
You so
My niggaz the glock, oh, so slow, whoa
Rude boi a shot

Never seen up in a pot, oh, so much
it to a bigga rock
And I be with dem gangstaz, I with the gangstaz
Crack a dutch or Philly and chief chief with the

I stay with a lady, she stay with a
They makin' me
And I spray 'em babies, in they face till they hate me
And I'm makin' 'em

And like when I do it, they like when I move it
They like I work it, they like when I hurt it
I icy on purpose, like icy preservers
than likely I'm the nicest you hearda

I'm movin', movin',
He's movin', movin',
We movin', movin',
Stop movin', shot 'em

Two more for Cam for over the Roc
my year so
It's like the whole Bird in here
Like Kurt was here

Still listen to music, how dem gangstaz do it
Shorty to do it
I bang with the five, I see in ya eyes
You to die

I pray for you guys, hate to keep ya lives
Love to keep bakin' new pies, the scrapes off the side
You can it, you can hate it
You can it

I'm Babe Ruth in this game, beige in the lane
State Troopers they came, damn movin' again
I'm a better child, you's a

I go let around, my hoe slow head around
They DTP's, deep throat
My D.I.P.'s, we so
Got weed, coke, and
Lean, dope, and wet to

We blow jars of the dank like Bob Marley was
Real ya, fuck ya foreigners stay
I'm movin', movin',
losin', losin', losin'

I'm movin', movin',
movin', movin', movin'
We movin', movin',
Stop movin', bruise 'em

Two more for Cam for takin' the Roc
my year so
It's the whole Bird Gang's in here
Kurt Cobain's was here

I'm on the south side of Chicago for a real hoe
I see a touchdown, arms up field goal
Got some ill gold, diamonds that's low
dick, you a dick head, not dildo

I chill though, pippin' in the
All this I'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain
Who was first that moved with fam
Ask you, tattoos on they

all the white, cruise with the tan
Pink on they back, blue in van
Yellow on his ear, steam on the
in the air, green in his pocket

I ain't you dog, I'm dismissin' you
Get the R. tape and see how we piss on you
That's Kool-Aid, Dew, and Cris on you
Ya family will be you, there's a kiss for you

I'm movin', movin',
movin', movin', movin'
We movin', movin',
movin', shot bruise 'em

Two more for Cam for over the Roc
It's my so
It's the whole Bird Gang's in here
Like Kurt was here