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Yo uh, uh huh, uh
Yo yo yo yo hey yo will it stop
Handguns double digit shots
I move on other niggas blocks
Leave out the wit a another niggas watch
Body man and let other niggas watch
Only worse than a coward, is a coward with power
kill him in the shower hour

Beats is knockin', is rare
Earned my spot, ain't put me here
Burnt my block, I had a fiend wit' beer
Like the Bobby Womack of
see me in the burgundy thing, or the black on black
Matter of fact, go get ya
'Cause I rather be broke together rich alone
em' down, backin' em' down
Fuck ever happened before, I'm what's happenin' now

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers
(Show nigga)
ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It's nigga)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya
(You nigga)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya
(You at niggaz wat)

We bravehearted, I had bitches tryin' to me
Niggaz who loyalty
Set me up, vested up my accordingly
I ducked and ice sticks by cops who rookies
Hard to be righteous, and life can just stop for pussy
Niggaz killin' over hoes, guns in their clothes
Bodies at funerals, touch them they feel they froze
Speech, totally calm, holdin' dead rappers in my palm

Burnin' flag, it's on the Qu'ran, it's on the Bible
Plus America 'cause that every car that's
Holdin' the homeless sign you you know it's Nas then
of the globe, leave no prince of the toast
Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense wit' a
I've learned, to do good a waste of evil
And do what it takes to a smile on the face of my people
I was raised by the apes in this dark show, but yo

Gangstas live, gangstas die, grab ya guns, soldiers
(Show nigga)
ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya girl
(It's nigga)
Sell ya crack, ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya smoke
(You nigga)
Grab ya nine, grab ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya
(You at niggaz wat)

Think 'bout when I ya mask
My is happy, ya momma is sad
If ya niggas is riders, the will last
If ya is snitch, been judgin' my ass
And said I'm too famous to run
So when I empty out this clip, I'm the gun
The realer the beef, the longer the
ya mans, I'm gone in the mist
Call girl after dark so we talked the bitch

We ain't care 'cause the whore wasn't
Doll, I ain't the L or waistin' a shell
I bring the heat I'm Satan itself
Fuck if you hard, fuck if you soft, as you lost
Dick in the dirt, in ya drawers
I'll make ya get on the floor
Tie you up, then beat you to a pulp, say that is a war
If in the four, a pump, actin' I dump
Throw you out the then act like you jump

Now gangstas live, die, grab ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show nigga)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, kill ya
(It's nigga)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, ya E, sell ya smoke
(You nigga)
Grab ya nine, ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You bustin' at wat)

Now gangstas live, gangstas die, ya guns, soldiers ride
(Show nigga)
Kill ya moms, kill ya pops, kill ya seed, ya girl
(It's nigga)
Sell ya crack, sell ya coke, sell ya E, sell ya
(You nigga)
Grab ya nine, ya pound, grab ya tec, grab ya pump
(You at niggaz wat)