Think it's a game 'til them come out I bang out 'til your hang out 'Cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think a game 'til them thangs come out I out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
It was a full moon in the beginnin' of March, the end of winter '74 The gangsta was born, to sinnin' and spinnin' women Cats with big hats Cadillac doors Who choosin' hoes, you hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes You y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz wanna lo jack, track your bitches, shack your I up, smack my bitches, you wanna fuck trick your bitches I duck my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitch Plus I keep a gat at arm reach, you ain't no a car thief, nigga where your car keys?
Crack topic, back it Thirty-one long black top it, you can't it, gat top it Black mack, black glock it, rocket Sit your faggot-ass on back pocket not a game, prick
Think it's a 'til them thangs come out I out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them come out I bang out your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
They call me, the hustler, dough doubler Drove customers crazy in the late 80's, early Now you can me, girlie behind me, holdin' my mink up Ice ring in the air, drinkin' my drink up
Top down, in the air, blowin' that stink up seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinker Makes me a, about my math Get ass, I'm a statistician, rap with precision
Nigga, hoe chose hov', that's rapid division Now divide and slide I, young vito, of the young people Mouthpiece for hustlers, for jugglers
Took it few went, made a few cents Don't call me hov' no more, me "The blueprint" Sold dope sold sold soap sold rap Bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, nigga can you buy
Think it's a game them thangs come out I bang out your brains hang out 'Cause fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til thangs come out I out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Purpose for man, worship Allah, you die of my gun, run in yo' shop and take pies Purpose of my son, raise him to do the Clip blazin' it through your brains, strip, use it 'til burned out
Benz coupes, jags and when we roll out Man it no lie, it's real as this four-five And real as these salaats, whether we deen or not Our kids gotta eat, red beamer
Where your gotta meet, interrupt your cop Dependin' on the dope size, we slide it from size With hammers with hollows you we follow we're both risin' They killed your cousin you and you won't ride and
Don't think I rap that I won't Play o-dog in menace and men Real gangsters a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank Hoes on the strip, bringin' cash in
Think it's a game them thangs come out I bang out 'til your hang out 'Cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs out I bang out 'til brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
It's C the gunner, they call me the boy wonder Without that caped crusader, cake is major, uh plate stay with it, except for in school Metal in school, for every last nickel get moved
Fucked bad little bitch in the school with math but I skipped it in school Ankle to shop but I'm sick with tools Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of
Fuck J's by da locker, and holla, uh Out on my own, movin' out with the And can't nobody take me out of that zone, not A.I It ain't even a business, just the way I Get it consistently, flip it until the day I'm
beef any day and it's on The same Chris dangerous with a eight in my And been paid since the day I was But these lames think it's a game 'til thangs is drawn, uh
it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game them thangs come out I bang out 'til your hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta