Trying to be a Gangsta

Pass that blunt man..



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Ya Jumpin outta character, tryin 2 be a gangsta,

But u really a bitch ass nigga aint ya,

Keep talkin and Im a let the 40 spray paint ya,

Everybody knows your a wanksta..



(Verse 1):

Thats right, put on the foot locker uniform,

I'll fuck around and put a lump on yo forehead,

you'll look like a unicorn,(WOO)

I never slip whether I got flip flop or sneakers on,

Fame'll make a bitch smile, strip, drop and lose her thong,

They aint attracted 2 u,

U tryin 2 floss in yo Platinum Fubu,

Yo shits weak and ya tracks are do do,

I got a lung like a chimney,

The old heads dig me,

I'll put a hungry head in ya kidney,

My uncle smokin dat OOO wee,

I tell him 2 chill but he steady trippin,

Blinkin his eyes more than Eddy Griffin(YEA)

This nigga steady snitchin,

Til we see em, leavin da crime scene wit a whole lot of spaghetti missin,

We 2 hot 2 ignore us, the bitches adore us,

They chew a nigga up on da tour bus,

Go home and kiss u, hug u squeeze u,

The whole time u thinkin its cuz u diesel(YEA)



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(Verse 2):

These niggaz want me wet like a grimlin,

Shakin da timlin,

When Im around, bitches start shakin and tremblin,

Im like a Puerto Rican, Jamacian, and Indian,

Trinidadian, Dominican, or Sinican,

U wont believe what Im swimmin in,

I smoke my Dro fresh outta da grinder, it look like a cinamon,

I can do da job betta,

These niggaz crushed up in a Coop, likin tighter than a Bob Sleder,

U a actor, better yet a actress,

Start beef, and do a video pumpin ya black fist(YEA)

Dog Im not like a lot of heads,

Trust me, I'll put a switchblade in yo nostrol like Radamez,

And at the time a ladies man,

Icy watch, Navy band, play me plam,

My records should be 80 grand,

Aint a team out that can do it da way we can(YEA)



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