Gangsta Shit

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This that gangsta shit
 Feds come grab you up, but you play dumb, don't you be sayin' shit
 Nah bitch, this ain't happen over night, I had to pray for this
 Dboii, why you always talkin' shit? Bitch, I get paid for this
 This that gangsta shit
 Feds come grab you up, but you play dumb, don't you be sayin' shit
 Nah bitch, this ain't happen over night, I had to pray for this
 Dboii, why you always talkin' shit? Bitch, I get paid for this
 I don't give a fuck how bad she is, nah, I can't pay the bitch
 Tryna figure out, like, "Who the fuck they think they playin' with?"
 Bitch, I love them streets 'cause that's what made me, I was made for this
 You wouldn't know nothin' about it, this that gangsta shit, bitch
 This that gangsta shit
 Nah lil' nigga I'on't play no sports, but I'll play a bitch
 Knock the baddest bitch, now watch me treat her like a basic bitch
 Put her in her spot, I got her bustin' like a K the clip
 Ooh, I think this lil' bitch a ten, look how she takin' it
 Every nigga on my team will shoot, yeah, we thе Lakers bitch
 Brodie bro ain't nevеr broke the code, but he'll break a bitch
 I'll pull up to a opp grave, piss, and take a shit
 I don't know what's wrong with these lil' niggas, but I feel sorry for 'em
 Put a opp nigga in the ground, throw a party on 'em
 Boy, best get the fuck up out my way if you don't fuck with I
 Uhh, I'ma SOB nigga fuck the other side
 Almost gave up rap a year ago, this shit fun again
 I don't trust a soul, I hit the stage bitch with my gun in hand
 Bitch, I'm in that field, I'm in that jungle, bitch, the motherland
 SOB x what? Nah nigga, we don't fuck with them bitch
 This that gangsta shit
 Feds come grab you up, but you play dumb, don't you be sayin' shit
 Nah bitch, this ain't happen over night, I had to pray for this
 Dboii, why you always talkin' shit? Bitch, I get paid for this
 I don't give a fuck how bad she is, nah, I can't pay the bitch
 Tryna figure out, like, "Who the fuck they think they playin' with?"
 Bitch, I love them streets 'cause that's what made me, I was made for this
 You wouldn't know nothin' about it, this that gangsta shit, bitch
 Yeah, gangsta nigga need a gangsta bitch
 Damn, I love them jeans up on you, bae got all that cake in it
 How he make that choppa sing like that?
 He think he Drake with it
 I'll bend that lil' babby over and go ape in it
 Granny make me used to chew on soap, I got a potty mouth
 She like, "What you really wanna do?" I whip my johnny out
 How you get ran through not celibate? Bitch, what's yo' body count?
 Tired of niggas actin' like they killas, what's yo' body count?
 Rich niggas still eatin' TV dinners and top ramen noodies
 I just seen a opp, boy played it cool, ain't even try to shoot me
 Oh you got crate? You say it's sealed, then let me buy the juicy
 I could tell the way, she givin' brain, this bitch a college student
 I can't listen to nobody music, I'ma fan of I
 She like, "What I gotta do to fuck?" I told her, "Fantasize"
 What the fuck you pour up in yo' soda? Boy yo' Fanta lie
 The opps know that we be out here for real, that's why they kept inside nigga
 This that gangsta shit
 Feds come grab you up, but you play dumb, don't you be sayin' shit
 Nah bitch, this ain't happen over night, I had to pray for this
 Dboii, why you always talkin' shit? Bitch, I get paid for this
 I don't give a fuck how bad she is, nah, I can't pay the bitch
 Tryna figure out, like, "Who the fuck they think they playin' with?"
 Bitch, I love them streets 'cause that's what made me, I was made for this
 You wouldn't know nothin' about it, this that gangsta shit, bitch
 

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Duration
02:56
Key
9
Tempo
90 BPM

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