I’m a gangsta’ gangsta’, two, four, five
A charger on the boost, and baby girl you wanna ride
Wit’ a gangsta’ gangsta’, yeah that’s me
Chillin’, always ridin’ dirty, comin’ down yo’ street
I’m a gangsta’ gangsta’, trick and sweet up
Got a fella’ killa’ wit’ me, drop down, G’s up
Cuz’ I’m a gangsta’ gangsta’, top of the lick
BME motherfucka’, get yo’ mind right bitch
[Verse 1 Lil’ Scrappy]
Some many ways, you can spray, get hit
Wit’ da’ K, and da’ Yay, ain’t gon’ motherfuckin’ say
Hey, hey, that you might get touch
Cuz’ dem’ gangsta’ ass niggaz’ they don’t talk too much
Come around, fuck wit’ me, and then you might get rush
Now I ain’t wit’ da’ Yap, and I make the gat go bust
Keep fuckin’ wit’ us, we off the dangerous
Show you the mean, and the Hash, the Hash is just a dust
Catch me lay back in the Lac’
I don’t know if dem’ hatas’ gon’ handle that
Keep yo’ motherfuckin’ hands out my pockets fat
Hey, y’all motherfuckas’ betta’ get back
Yeah, all the young ladies call me, Get It Mad
I don’t know if y’all lames gon’ understand
You can see the back stacks off, in my pants
Try to keep it like a lame, you don’t got a chance, boi’
[Verse 2 Lil’ Scrappy]
Whatchu’ lookin’ at, you ain’t hard and ain’t ready
Out this nigga on the dirt, I’ll punch who screams at me
Yeen’ been so hot, cuz’ you know me, gotdammit
Knock you out the building, if yo’ ass try to challenge
Who me, I ain’t say, I was no killa’
I just say that I ain’t no bitch nigga
U ain’t thinkin’ I was gone throwed up, nah did ya’
But shit, that’s my lil’ homie pullin’ that trigga’
Hit the mall by myself, the hood by myself
When I meet L.A., I rock the hatas’ wit’ the belt
On the picture, side to side, you can see me wit’ the meel
I’m so gangsta’, I need to blow out the fill
And nah, I ain’t actin’, I’m just real like that
Make my grill look good, wit’ the forty-five stacks
Some of y’all motherfuckas’ ain’t built like that
I got gangsta’ in my blood, so you can kiss my ass
[Verse 3 Lil’ Scrappy]
Got the white walls on the Old’ School, that’s gangsta’
When I whip up, all the hoes choose, that’s gangsta’
I get money like I’m fuckin’ supposed to, that’s gangsta’
Yeah I know I’m gangsta’ but how bout’ you, not gangsta’
All black shirt wit’ the black out shoes
Lack two socks, in the match of tatoo
In my Rocawear jeans in straight war blue
Cuz’ where I’m from be in the play is gangsta’ smooth
I’m a gorilla on the hoes, keep my lil pimpin’, straight on G’ mo’
Up in the club wit’ my pockets on swole
Oh you think I’m sweet, then try me fo’
Get stomped to the do’
I was born in the A’, raised in the A’
When I dip my dirt nigga, I ain’t gon’ say
Shit, I was gon’ grow up and been a gangsta’ anyway
Got a couple of warm rooms on the gangsta’ face