Think it's a game 'til thangs come out I bang out 'til your hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta
It was a full moon in the beginnin' of March, 'bout the end of '74 The gangsta was born, introduced to and spinnin' women Cats with big hats Cadillac doors Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you loose witcha hoes You motherfucker ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz lo jack, track your bitches, shack your bitches I pimps up, smack my bitches, you wanna trick your bitches I duck flip my bitches, get cash with that extra ass bitch Plus I a gat at arm reach, you ain't no hustler Yous a car thief, nigga where car keys?
topic, back block it Thirty-one long black top it, you stop it, gat top it Black mack, black it, blast rocket Sit your on your back pocket not a game, prick
Think a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains out 'Cause you're fuckin' a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs out I bang out 'til your brains out 'Cause you're with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
They call me, hov' the hustler, dough customers crazy in the late 80's, early 90's Now you can find me, behind me, holdin' my mink up Ice pinkie ring in the air, my drink up
Top down, 'dro in the air, blowin' that up It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my Makes me a, mathematician about my Get celebrity ass, I'm a statistician, rap precision
Nigga, your hoe hov', that's rapid division Now divide and slide I, young vito, voice of the young for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglers
Took it where few went, a few cents Don't call me hov' no more, me "The blueprint" Sold dope sold crack sold sold rap Bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, can you buy that?
Think it's a game 'til them come out I bang out 'til brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta Think it's a game them thangs come out I bang out your brains hang out you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
Purpose for man, Allah, then you die Purpose of my gun, run in yo' shop and take Purpose of my son, raise him to do the Clip blazin' it through your brains, strip, use it it's burned out
Benz coupes, jags and trucks we roll out Man it ain't no lie, 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 both size With hammers with hollows you feel we follow both risin' They killed your you strapped and you won't ride and
Don't think I rap that I won't Play in menace and drive-by men Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, the gas tank on the strip, bringin' that cash in
Think it's a game 'til 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 'til them thangs out I bang out 'til brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta
It's C the young gunner, they call me the boy Without that caped crusader, cake is major, uh Nickel plate stay with it, for in school Metal detectors in school, for every last get moved
every bad little bitch in the school Good with math but I it in school Ankle to shop but I'm with them 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 the chrome And can't take me out of that zone, not even A.I It ain't even a business, just the way I Get it consistently, flip it until the day I'm
Scream beef any day and on The same dangerous with a eight in my palm And paid since the day I was born But these lames think it's a game them thangs is drawn, uh
Think it's a game them thangs come out I bang out 'til brains hang out 'Cause you're with a gangsta 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 nigga, a gangsta nigga