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Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggaz see me I come through And no denyin' that them big motherfuckers is twenty-five Swayin' in and out of line, six double, oh Deuce zeroes, I'm feelin' like the streets is
Mines hustle, Mucho Dinero, heat's See more fall guys Foreman Ali combined If there's beef, I'm mine And I won't stop bustin' 'til Escalade seats recline
The kid roll with a greasy nine, come through and I return like Arthur Ashe You do the math, ten shots, ten dead Fuck bein' sorry, it ain't but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a survivin' Shoot up the ambulance, make it ain't a nigga there to revive him And The Game ain't to win, fuck the awards So, that little ass horn and that Neil Armstrong, nigga
Real gangstas up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, they dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you
me, dog, ain't shit you can put in your rap That'll make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's thinkin' I retired my Chuck, put the gun back in the holsters 'Cause I weave through traffic in a
But that stop the heater from bangin' or me comin' through Droppin' all niggaz with three in the chamber two mac-10's when I'm rollin', one in the changer One I push the button's right next to the cup holder
Dog, we can get this shit over, I got ten on The Let's say that Lee Harvey ya brain Ain't look over my shoulder, I'm good with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's with the bloodstains
And the corner's real good with that A1 good with the carpet cleaning, they can get the of that shit up 'Cause I like the hiccups, two at a time Put you niggaz to each other, how I do 'em in line
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you
Come through in a big boy, the bullshit at home If beef cook, then I'm bringin' the If I die I'm leavin' a clone but if I live Through the drama one mo' then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me, I to Big When I'm rhymin' on the road, I to Jig Nas off that purple, sittin' on the block And when I'm up them clips, I listen to 'Pac
A with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns Than F A B O L O U S got And you get 'em all in the face when shit get thick Make the back of your head look like Jerome
And ain't to do a drive by in the hood We ain't even got survival but still take that ride Bet my drink on it, bet my squeeze mink on it Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 on it
Real gangstas up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold they niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you