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Gangsta part 2
Dip Set, Killa, Heatmakerz, Santana
Come on, man, do It

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

They say I 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 lookin' like somebody stepped on her chest

What, shit, fuck,
You so
My spit the glock, oh, so slow, whoa
Rude boi lick a

seen up in a pot, oh, so much coke
Cook it to a rock
And I be with dem gangstaz, I creep the gangstaz
Crack a dutch or Philly and chief chief with the

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

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

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

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

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

I pray for you guys, to keep wastin' 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, coupe in the lane
State they came, damn he's movin' again
I'm a better child, a pedophile

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

We blow jars of the dank Bob Marley was wake
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 for Cam for takin' over the Roc
It's my so
It's like the whole Bird in here
Kurt Cobain's was here

I'm on the south of Chicago lookin' for a real hoe
I dont see a touchdown, arms up field
Got some ill gold, diamonds still low
Lil' dick, you a dick head, not

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

Slang all the white, cruise the tan
on they back, blue in they van
Yellow on his ear, on the rock
Purple in the air, green in his

I dissin' you dog, I'm dismissin' you
Get the R. Kelly and see how we piss on you
Kool-Aid, Mountain Dew, and Cris on you
Ya will be missin' you, there's a kiss for you

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

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