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"Wouldn't You To Be A Gangsta Too?"

I'm you heard

back in the building
It's official
Rell DipSet all day nigga let's do it
Talk to me I talk
Yea
Yea

Now I'm a hustla a hustla we some motherfuckin
hustlaz wouldn't you love you be a too? Talk to me
I'm a he's a gangsta we some motherfuckin
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta

Rell]
Yo, a lonely jail cell back to the bricks
Its Hell Rell from the the the Dips!
See I got to put back on the street again
Bounce back on my again
Gators on my feet again
Bought some guns these haters back the beef again
Red-dot them infared back on the heat again
And they wanna lock me up throw the key
I'm sitting on enough coke to throw away a key
Fuck em you kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
The live it up
Clack give it up
dick have money what I give a slut
Chocolate Escalade call that Snickers
My gun bust need I say
Now got my moms telling me I should pray more
Mami I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for G's
I'm bout to take my ass to for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

Now I'm a he's a hustla we some motherfuckin
wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? Now talk to me
I'm a gangsta a gangsta we some motherfuckin
gangstaz you love to be a gansgsta too? Holla at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we some motherfuckin
wouldn't you love to be a rider Holla at me
Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's good
Wouldn't you like to be a gangsta Talk to me!

[Hell
Yea I'm gettin out
So what the boost the bail
run around saying what they gonna do to Rell (Nothin)
Two P-89's on me call me Ruger
Y'all niggaz talk about your bodies I shoot and tell
And you playing you ain't even close to culture
First you up you down what you rollercoaster?
Tre pound grip what my holster holding
And there's a baby being born a overdoser
have been my dope that did em man
I on the yacht with some hoes or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you love her and miss her hug her and her
I fuck her and her probably was your cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put product on the
Spray a nigga pay a nigga to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to sure that my dust move
A young nigga what I was I hamma dosage

[Hell
For that paper you daughter up
Cruise pulling up
Cam I'm hungry now go and kick your Air Jordans up
Put your on me your moms'll get it in the mail
I was buzzing more than you when I was sitting in a
All the streets wanted to know was where's Hell
There go Jimmy there go Killa but Hell Rell
There go Freaky, Santana but where's Hell
I'm now everybody thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I love them either (Naw)
The pot black the coke is so when I cook it's like jungle fever
A niggaz going to be shot in their face
Robbed for every that they got in their safe
See I'm something like a (Yea)
I kidnap your with their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still a nigga just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the hood peeling cheese and Mike and Ikes