Real Gangstaz

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