Dipset bitch, Juelz Yeah, 2004, it's a brand new muthafuckin' I you know that, you already know And we are in total control a muthafuckin' gain, nigga in the building, Juelz Santana, Jim Jones Killa muthafuckin' Cam, Zeeky
Live from the bottom of the pot where crack is at I'm back like cooked and I rap like cooked crack That's a good match and some good crack
My gun then the stove is on So hot even I the stove was on But the stove was off, I was rollin' hot I was just the block
Hard body, I'm a rolling Dodge squally, I know the cops I don't them rats, no, I don't condone in that I'm in my in fact, ain't no holdin' back
The 4'll mac the beefin' is on cheat when it's on Niggas get reef its on can't believe when it's on But it's me it's on
But it is and is what I do so What it is, it be, what's the scoop, yo? Normally, I don't ask Normally, I blast that
But you an exception Your girl told me you just obsessed with And you can't fuck, you upset the pussy I'm somethin' to watch My machine'll pop, lift off halipino top
Now I've been seen in drop coops, Radar detectors, you can't me copper You just me copper, I'm on a jet ski copper
Now if this ain't gangsta and that ain't what is gangsta? Nigga, I am gangsta, who ain't You gangsta
Now if this ain't gangsta and ain't gangsta Then is gangsta? Nigga, I am gangsta, who ain't You gangsta
The truth is I'm what the games needin' for thought, the fuck man you lames been eatin' them lies I the streets, do follow, I speed race, why? Not through the streets police do follow, so watch 'em
These niggas throw flappy and sick, right We young cold and rich, plus we gun hoe And SPZ on a bitch 'cause we don't pay for the The beef cum we lay for the pussy
Fuck 'em, watch 'em, got 'em, 'em Pop 'em, 'em, lay 'em down Now Lord, forgive us, for us Gangstas, say We all religious And wangstas I swear you give us the shivers
Dipset, the new black The boys ask us questions, man, we do not Life's too short for me to pull my up I'm tryna let my nuts hang, out the truck bang, bang
That's certified gangsta, you heard me Well, then you heard about I'll beat the brace off a But I'm keep the tapes off a nigga
To get rich we do we have to do And when we hit the hood our presence be you Foul hundreds the Avenue And niggas feel the pressure whenever we through
Now if this ain't gangsta and ain't gangsta Then what is Nigga, I am gangsta, who gangsta? You ain't
Now if this ain't and that ain't gangsta what is gangsta? Nigga, I am gangsta, who gangsta? You gangsta
You gangsta, listen up, I grip a pump 3 and have any OG bitchin' up Man, he a missing chump and if not the big Our big shots, so doc stitch him up
I'm from the where it's easy to make doe Easy to bake hoes, it's to make 4's You gettin' them pencils, the and the checks know Next week they'll you sittin' on stake road
HOC to CF to CF Can't me, I'm prone to this BS So imagine Bez on the gettin' key check Fresh DC lampin' in the GS
how niggas do go get a clip or 2 Fifth or glock, get a block, hit the spot, a few And for a brick or 2, the led I carry, I'm and your kids could get it too
Now if this ain't gangsta and ain't gangsta Then is gangsta? Nigga, I am gangsta, who gangsta? You ain't
Now if this ain't and that ain't gangsta Then is gangsta? Nigga, I am gangsta, who gangsta? You ain't