E-40, The Jacka, Kaveo, Messy Marv - He's A Gangsta lyrics
[E-40, The Jacka, Kaveo, Messy Marv - He's A Gangsta lyrics]
He's a he's a he he's a gangsta
Funkmaster like Flex heavy metal remedy
(BLAHOO) knock ya out'cha socks put'chu
Out your misery (OWH)
Homicide try'na holla they wanna question me
"we need to talk to you"
I do my dirt by my lonely
I ain't tellin' on me
I keep my mouth shut like
James Beasley and Lil D, solid
Find me guilty I do my time even if I'm sixty
Long as I get out with my
Pride and my fuckin' dignity
Real, born in it surrounded killers
Dealers and robbers
Mommas identifying bodies in they pajamas
(that's my baby)
Teenagers packing and riding 'round
With them llamas (rah rah)
Squeezing on niggas like anacondas (bah)
I'll put tips on a nigga we can fade
And we can locked up like this
Or we can get off into some of
That old shoot-em-up bang bang gangsta shit
(Blaoo) most of the time it's over a
Bitch when the funk spark
This dog gotta bite that'll back up his bark
Bitch!
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)
Black mobs, beaver minks and black Glocks
Kim Cole hard bottoms nigga with no socks
This gangsta in it dawg nah
Ain't got candy paint
I beat it my cases with
Cash my nigga no running
My heart pump no fear to a nobody
You drive by material black Maserati
One nigga, one black mack, four black bodies
Giving niggas scared play homie
Like Greg Woolley
And I ain't into playing no
Checkers with'chu lil niggas
Homie I knock down pines and fuck over rooks
I got gangstas from that lil D ear shook
I catch ya digging in ya nose
And life can get tooks
Niggas never seen a Canali suit
Show I showed em one and double so
Let'cha know I'm coppin' mo than one
When I'm yanking on sumthin' I'm
Poppin' mo than one
If I see ya ass and give ya
A pass then ya owe me one
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)
Err place I show up I got the pistol trippin'
All my niggas feel safe when
I'm in the building
Make a nigga feel raped when I slap his melon
With the ass of the cannon spot get ready
By a hyenas
Harder than life a level for we dine divas
Tech cool with ya sickness of swine netter
Never heard a tech cause
These fakers a prime-retta
Fresh up outta Tina's back
In the crime bidness
Keep my lawyer paid cause she
Is a damn genius keep my niggas paid to
Murder the star witness
Never saw a reign when
Niggas is start snitching
But part of the game is death
So now it's just more killing
Selling up a pack to send in him to a fella
Who slit his fuckin neck fore
He think about telling
Eight a thousand years like
A Gladys Knight breakfast
And I'm in the lobby fear cause
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)
Funkmaster like Flex heavy metal remedy
(BLAHOO) knock ya out'cha socks put'chu
Out your misery (OWH)
Homicide try'na holla they wanna question me
"we need to talk to you"
I do my dirt by my lonely
I ain't tellin' on me
I keep my mouth shut like
James Beasley and Lil D, solid
Find me guilty I do my time even if I'm sixty
Long as I get out with my
Pride and my fuckin' dignity
Real, born in it surrounded killers
Dealers and robbers
Mommas identifying bodies in they pajamas
(that's my baby)
Teenagers packing and riding 'round
With them llamas (rah rah)
Squeezing on niggas like anacondas (bah)
I'll put tips on a nigga we can fade
And we can locked up like this
Or we can get off into some of
That old shoot-em-up bang bang gangsta shit
(Blaoo) most of the time it's over a
Bitch when the funk spark
This dog gotta bite that'll back up his bark
Bitch!
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)
Black mobs, beaver minks and black Glocks
Kim Cole hard bottoms nigga with no socks
This gangsta in it dawg nah
Ain't got candy paint
I beat it my cases with
Cash my nigga no running
My heart pump no fear to a nobody
You drive by material black Maserati
One nigga, one black mack, four black bodies
Giving niggas scared play homie
Like Greg Woolley
And I ain't into playing no
Checkers with'chu lil niggas
Homie I knock down pines and fuck over rooks
I got gangstas from that lil D ear shook
I catch ya digging in ya nose
And life can get tooks
Niggas never seen a Canali suit
Show I showed em one and double so
Let'cha know I'm coppin' mo than one
When I'm yanking on sumthin' I'm
Poppin' mo than one
If I see ya ass and give ya
A pass then ya owe me one
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)
Err place I show up I got the pistol trippin'
All my niggas feel safe when
I'm in the building
Make a nigga feel raped when I slap his melon
With the ass of the cannon spot get ready
By a hyenas
Harder than life a level for we dine divas
Tech cool with ya sickness of swine netter
Never heard a tech cause
These fakers a prime-retta
Fresh up outta Tina's back
In the crime bidness
Keep my lawyer paid cause she
Is a damn genius keep my niggas paid to
Murder the star witness
Never saw a reign when
Niggas is start snitching
But part of the game is death
So now it's just more killing
Selling up a pack to send in him to a fella
Who slit his fuckin neck fore
He think about telling
Eight a thousand years like
A Gladys Knight breakfast
And I'm in the lobby fear cause
Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll
Air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta)
We don't buddy up we dummy up
One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees
(He's a gangsta) you didn't know
We got fireworks we'll come through
And grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta)
If we cross paths or bump heads
It ain't on on sight it's on demand
(He's a gangsta)