DJ Clue?, Ja Rule, JAY-Z - Gangsta Shit lyrics
[DJ Clue?, Ja Rule, JAY-Z - Gangsta Shit lyrics]
Uhh And you don't stop rockafella y'all
Clueminati
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Understand why y'all niggas mad at me
Sitting around like damn, that could be me
All the cars and bitches livin' lavishly
But there's only one problem you
Ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company
From half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn right around and go platinum
That would be fuck it I lost count
Why don't you tell me the amount?
Since you gossip like groupies notice please
I never go broke my name got 2 G's
J-I2-G-A I flip that on the platinum
And be on the next day
I be right there when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on
And when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice
To light up your house
Just bright enough to see the gun
'fo I wipe you out
I'm the stuff niggas write about
Jigga's a legend
Jay-Hova, end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
We live from the 7-1-8
Got my chick in DMV at this
Very second runnin' your plate
2 knocks on your door, one gun in your face
2 Blocks of C-4, I put one in your safe
Place the safe in the bath
Tub I got one prior
You better hope this money don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask no rope, one clip and I
Let this nigga run around untied
I swear to god
You know the type that talk wild
But nigga's white cloud
Soft as a baby's bottom
You know Jay Z spot him
Haven't heard him in a while
And you know how come?
This little faggot in the corner dialing 911
Snatched the phone
Get a grip dog you 'posed to be thug
What you telling the cop huh? I'm
Taking your money and drugs
In the underworld we take
Care of beef ourself
And another thing yo we police ourself
Either you follow the codes
Or you sell cocaine
This life will swallow you whole
So get outta the game
Go to church every Sunday and pray hard
And drug dealer?
(haha) don't quit your day job
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Nigga who else pop guns and rap jewels
Mean while burning in hell child
We the center of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazing
My niggas is made men
Gangsters shit get coke and sugar boes
Got hoes for every home
And never fuck they own
Even though the Fed's got a
Sweating grip in the chrome
Commuter case is closed they
Tapping' the telephone
Dialing' a 213 zone now
Got? slap a bitch up and send her down
Felling me, I wanna put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away
He's hitting me blindly
I'm looking for the light baby
And here it is as soon as the nigga smiling
Darker the night gets
That's why we Gangster and you players
Take 2 to the heart Inc world most murderous
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Uhh And you don't stop rockafella y'all
Clueminati
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Understand why y'all niggas mad at me
Sitting around like damn, that could be me
All the cars and bitches livin' lavishly
But there's only one problem you
Ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company
From half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn right around and go platinum
That would be fuck it I lost count
Why don't you tell me the amount?
Since you gossip like groupies notice please
I never go broke my name got 2 G's
J-I2-G-A I flip that on the platinum
And be on the next day
I be right there when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on
And when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice
To light up your house
Just bright enough to see the gun
'fo I wipe you out
I'm the stuff niggas write about
Jigga's a legend
Jay-Hova, end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
We live from the 7-1-8
Got my chick in DMV at this
Very second runnin' your plate
2 knocks on your door, one gun in your face
2 Blocks of C-4, I put one in your safe
Place the safe in the bath
Tub I got one prior
You better hope this money don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask no rope, one clip and I
Let this nigga run around untied
I swear to god
You know the type that talk wild
But nigga's white cloud
Soft as a baby's bottom
You know Jay Z spot him
Haven't heard him in a while
And you know how come?
This little faggot in the corner dialing 911
Snatched the phone
Get a grip dog you 'posed to be thug
What you telling the cop huh? I'm
Taking your money and drugs
In the underworld we take
Care of beef ourself
And another thing yo we police ourself
Either you follow the codes
Or you sell cocaine
This life will swallow you whole
So get outta the game
Go to church every Sunday and pray hard
And drug dealer?
(haha) don't quit your day job
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Nigga who else pop guns and rap jewels
Mean while burning in hell child
We the center of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazing
My niggas is made men
Gangsters shit get coke and sugar boes
Got hoes for every home
And never fuck they own
Even though the Fed's got a
Sweating grip in the chrome
Commuter case is closed they
Tapping' the telephone
Dialing' a 213 zone now
Got? slap a bitch up and send her down
Felling me, I wanna put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away
He's hitting me blindly
I'm looking for the light baby
And here it is as soon as the nigga smiling
Darker the night gets
That's why we Gangster and you players
Take 2 to the heart Inc world most murderous
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Clueminati
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Understand why y'all niggas mad at me
Sitting around like damn, that could be me
All the cars and bitches livin' lavishly
But there's only one problem you
Ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company
From half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn right around and go platinum
That would be fuck it I lost count
Why don't you tell me the amount?
Since you gossip like groupies notice please
I never go broke my name got 2 G's
J-I2-G-A I flip that on the platinum
And be on the next day
I be right there when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on
And when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice
To light up your house
Just bright enough to see the gun
'fo I wipe you out
I'm the stuff niggas write about
Jigga's a legend
Jay-Hova, end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
We live from the 7-1-8
Got my chick in DMV at this
Very second runnin' your plate
2 knocks on your door, one gun in your face
2 Blocks of C-4, I put one in your safe
Place the safe in the bath
Tub I got one prior
You better hope this money don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask no rope, one clip and I
Let this nigga run around untied
I swear to god
You know the type that talk wild
But nigga's white cloud
Soft as a baby's bottom
You know Jay Z spot him
Haven't heard him in a while
And you know how come?
This little faggot in the corner dialing 911
Snatched the phone
Get a grip dog you 'posed to be thug
What you telling the cop huh? I'm
Taking your money and drugs
In the underworld we take
Care of beef ourself
And another thing yo we police ourself
Either you follow the codes
Or you sell cocaine
This life will swallow you whole
So get outta the game
Go to church every Sunday and pray hard
And drug dealer?
(haha) don't quit your day job
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Nigga who else pop guns and rap jewels
Mean while burning in hell child
We the center of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazing
My niggas is made men
Gangsters shit get coke and sugar boes
Got hoes for every home
And never fuck they own
Even though the Fed's got a
Sweating grip in the chrome
Commuter case is closed they
Tapping' the telephone
Dialing' a 213 zone now
Got? slap a bitch up and send her down
Felling me, I wanna put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away
He's hitting me blindly
I'm looking for the light baby
And here it is as soon as the nigga smiling
Darker the night gets
That's why we Gangster and you players
Take 2 to the heart Inc world most murderous
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Uhh And you don't stop rockafella y'all
Clueminati
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Understand why y'all niggas mad at me
Sitting around like damn, that could be me
All the cars and bitches livin' lavishly
But there's only one problem you
Ain't as bad as me
Who could flip a record company
From half a key?
And drop a gold album do the math with me
Turn right around and go platinum
That would be fuck it I lost count
Why don't you tell me the amount?
Since you gossip like groupies notice please
I never go broke my name got 2 G's
J-I2-G-A I flip that on the platinum
And be on the next day
I be right there when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on
And when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice
To light up your house
Just bright enough to see the gun
'fo I wipe you out
I'm the stuff niggas write about
Jigga's a legend
Jay-Hova, end of the session
Fuck with me now
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
We live from the 7-1-8
Got my chick in DMV at this
Very second runnin' your plate
2 knocks on your door, one gun in your face
2 Blocks of C-4, I put one in your safe
Place the safe in the bath
Tub I got one prior
You better hope this money don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask no rope, one clip and I
Let this nigga run around untied
I swear to god
You know the type that talk wild
But nigga's white cloud
Soft as a baby's bottom
You know Jay Z spot him
Haven't heard him in a while
And you know how come?
This little faggot in the corner dialing 911
Snatched the phone
Get a grip dog you 'posed to be thug
What you telling the cop huh? I'm
Taking your money and drugs
In the underworld we take
Care of beef ourself
And another thing yo we police ourself
Either you follow the codes
Or you sell cocaine
This life will swallow you whole
So get outta the game
Go to church every Sunday and pray hard
And drug dealer?
(haha) don't quit your day job
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Nigga who else pop guns and rap jewels
Mean while burning in hell child
We the center of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazing
My niggas is made men
Gangsters shit get coke and sugar boes
Got hoes for every home
And never fuck they own
Even though the Fed's got a
Sweating grip in the chrome
Commuter case is closed they
Tapping' the telephone
Dialing' a 213 zone now
Got? slap a bitch up and send her down
Felling me, I wanna put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away
He's hitting me blindly
I'm looking for the light baby
And here it is as soon as the nigga smiling
Darker the night gets
That's why we Gangster and you players
Take 2 to the heart Inc world most murderous
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
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