213 - Keep It Gangsta lyrics

Keepin' it gangsta niggas and niggettes
Keepin' it gangsta niggas and niggettes

I was raised in the church but spent
More days raised in the turf
And crime pays so I spent
My days on the search
Parade with a smirk, fresh fade with a church
Nextel wave alert, renegades about the dirt
Hurt the fresh white t-shirt
That's when we skirt
These jerks ain't trying to
Flirt with the fellas
Besides, these rappers ain't doing no telling
Bailing with an attitude
And ain't no telling if dude gonna blast you
But got it confused, I break rules
Take nothing from fools
I make it something then something gon' move
I move slow, bowguard the 'do low
Hit the Sillabard in a blue '64
Sitting kind of low in everywhere we go
We keeping it gangsta and that's for sho'
Come on!

It's that gangsta music that they adore
All the gangstas take the floor
When we step on stage
All the ladies scream for more

It's that gangsta music that they adore
All the gangstas take the floor
When we step on stage
All the ladies scream for more

My sister's cousin's told me
Her sister heard some stories
We were so gangsta growing up
We got the girls excited
Sluts offered give their bodies
Take them straight to the after party
Two homeboys in the closet hiding
Ain't no fun if they can't ride it
I can't be faded
I'm a nigga from the motherfucking streets
Trump tight and you can't deny it
Fuck up everyone who's tried it
I remember when it started
Seems like yesterday morning
Blame it on us, yeah we did it
Took hip hop and got gangsta with it

Real flow, this is steel-toe
Biscuit's 213 yeah we on that pimp shit
Mix in with some Crip shit
That's how it's scripted
Bag it up, sack it up, give it to you
Flip this and bring me half back
I'm trying to get some spinners
For that brand new Cadillac
Ride with me, roll with me
Slipping down the runway doing about 450
I'm learing the jet, clearing the deck
Steering a 'Vette
You bitch niggas ain't hearing me yet
So I pull out my hollow wood heaters
Pop 'em and bleed 'em you
Niggas better follow the leader
Skibbily we bop, we rock scooby doo
What would life be nigga without Big Snoop?
Don't trip cuz I'mma always G for y'all
Heat on the law and LBC on ya dog
(eastside for life)

Yeah it's 213, 213
Yeah it's 213 yeah it's 213
Yeah we all so G for real this 213
East side and LBC
This 213 you know and we all so G