G-Unit - I Stay Gangsta'd Up lyrics

Yeeeah! I stay, who ratcher nigga?
Go 'head drop bed nigga!
Best be on yo' best be hate it out this
Mothafucka! Haha!

I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And - I I I I stay with my
Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - You're blind
If you can't see
That - weeee run the streets -
Nigga you better ask somebody (yeah, yeah)

I got a rifle with a scope
In the trunk of the Viper (oh)
So I shoot off the roof like the DC sniper
(oh)
I just bought a Bezzle, and a brand new piece
And a level two vest and a brand new piece
Y'all Hip-Hop niggas don't want no beef!
Y'all get shot and rat to the Hip-Hop police
Nigga two guns up
(uh huh) I run up in ya label
Why your guns in the house like
A couch potato - YEAH!

I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And - I I I I stay with my
Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - You're blind
If you can't see
That - weeee run the streets -
Nigga you better ask somebody

These hoes want me stop - but
This is the worst part
I was born with this game like birth marks
I don't trip! (naah) But I'm a get a little
Watch from my modelin' chick
Cause she spent a lot of time on my dick
(oooh)
I get a new fan every single time that I spit
Green, blue Ben' lovin' every diamond I get
Fast and fury in the Red
Rove' cause my bred folds
Beef? - I hit your necklace turn
Your jewelry into red gold (nigga)

I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And - I I I I stay with my
Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - You're blind
If you can't see
That - weeee run the streets -
Nigga you better ask somebody

I'm from the bottom man niggas
Know I came up hard (YEAH)
I got a temper man I'm looking
For some shit to start
Man my tax bracket change
I'm sittin' on some change
Yo hoes man they changed they
Don't treat me the same (WHOOOO)
It's not my looks that's got me
All up in them drawers (uh huh)
It's the new M-3 with the Lamborghini doors
(come on) man them D's they dun turned
Them dogs into dope fiends
They smell a leak in my clothes
So they barkin' at me (WHOA)

Yeah! That's gon' have to be good enough
I lost a friend tonight jam Master Jay!
Rest In Peace! I send my love to his family!
50 Cent y'all!

I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And - I I I I stay with my
Gat - in case I gotta pop somebody
Geeee-Unit clique! - You're blind
If you can't see
That - weeee run the streets -
Nigga you better ask somebody