B.G. - Gangsta Shit!! lyrics

Nigga gonna respect my clique, or it's chaos
Beef, ruckus: once it's on nigga
You can't duck us
Motherfuckers, if you scorin' from us
Don't trust us
If you think about it, we made niggas
You can't touch us
You bustas will want clear the set
We leave everything wet
Don't give a fuck who we upset
That's on the realer my nigga
Contracts, raps, dope dealer it's all about
The skrilla my nigga
From George Washington to Ben Franklin
I'm spankin' behind my motherfuckin bankin
If you thinkin of fuckin'
Wit' this top ranker enter murder
You a heavy drinker cuz I'll serve ya
Bitch nigga
Getcha getcha getcha game cool nigga
Strap up, and do what you gotta do nigga
I know you know, it's all on you nigga
Watch me I'm dirty and don't
Play by the rules nigga
I respect it's do or die-a
And I'mma do it till I die
And get high cuz I'm a rider
That coke, that girl I tried her
That furl I can't deny her
Cuz I like that fire
Black connection is the shit
UPT respect it bitch, it's the gangsta clique

Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit
Da magnolia bout some gangsta gangsta shit
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit
That mel be bout some gangsta gangsta shit
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit
That calio bout some gangsta gangsta shit
Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta shit
That same tom be bout
That gangsta gangsta shit

Nigga respect me for the chaos
And beef a represent
Be full of that dope and full tent
I'm serving coc by the whole bird
My shit ain't water without 7 g's bout a bird
Play hard and get that serve
You know for sure that you heard
I bring noise, hanging out back with big toys
I give props to my world
What you want on your tombstone
Your pathetic boy
Oh it's on in the dirty south
You can't afford hitting your dome in his own
Hang up and bitch you fuckin with a hot boy
Of the 13th
Down the street of the UPT it's BG
Record company CMB
Thugs wanna come up and see
Da magnolia, the mel boys
CP3, I warned you, we're outlaws
You can't see me i come without a stummer
The drivers think I'm done
I'm second to none get full of them blunts
My cliq got glocs and macks with beams on em
The big man got jacket with my team on em
You get it, I'll get with em and split em
Yeah, I did em, we done em
I'mma go uptown and rum em

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Bitch me, my whole town nigga
Get that fake frown out your
Mouth or get pound nigga i'm a hound
I hunt niggas down quietly
Smash a potato on my knee
And you pass quietly
A young gangsta spank ya off the top
Left you to hang the crop without all props
Do you ever hear that nigga is a fool
One with me, twos I use, you lose
Killas I hang wit we feel smart now
You ain't shit
Trying to get wit me, you see me
No nigga can do it
Fuck wit me on the streets
Man no nigga can do it
I get low down a dirty
Off with ya head, ol dirty
All my nuts anger, put it in the Benz
Till elevated tanger
I'mma switin west hanger
Crack slanger, neck splitted
Kool Aid gripper
I'm here to deal wit cha, I can't forget cha
If you beefin, then I'm creepin on ya
Watch your back cuz
I'll put that streetsweeper on ya
If you gonna bust back, you better ask out
I'll leave you flat
When the bullets start grasp

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