Lil Scrappy, Lil Jon - Gangsta Gangsta lyrics

Zone 3, Aye!
We finna crank this bitch up (BME)
Show yall what some real gangstas is at
Some of yall niggas just dunno (G-Unit)

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, ay 2-4-5
Gotta charga on the boost
Baby girl you wanna ride?
With a gangsta, gangsta
Aye! yeah that's me, tinted out ridin' dirty
Comin' down ya street i'm a gangsta, gangsta
Get triggas squeezed up!
Got fifty killas with me, straped down
G's up! Cause I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Yea top of the list
BME motherfucker, getcha mind right bitch!

So many ways, you can spray, git hit
With tha' K, anyday
Ain't gon' motherfuckin' say (Aye, Aye)
Dat you might git touched


Cuz em gangsta ass niggas
They don't talk too much
Come around, fuck with me
And then you might git rushed
Nawh, I ain't with the yappin'
But I make the gat go bust
Keep fuckin' with us, we off the danger-ous
Show you the meanin' of ash to ash
Is just a dust if you laid back in the 'Lac
I dunno If them hatas gon' handle dat
Keep my motherfuckin' hand on my fuckin' gat
Aye, yall motherfuckers betta git back
Yea, all the young ladies call
Me +Get It Mayn'+
I don't know if yall lames gon' undastand
You can see the phat stacks off, in my pants
Tried to keep it like a lame
You ain't got a chance bwoi, cause

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, ay 2-4-5
Gotta charga on the boost
Baby girl you wanna ride?
With a gangsta, gangsta
Aye! yeah that's me, tinted out ridin' dirty
Comin' down ya street i'm a gangsta, gangsta
Get triggas squeezed up!
Got fifty killas with me, straped down
G's up! Cause I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Yea top of the list
Guerilla Unit motherfucker
Getcha mind right bitch!

Whatcha lookin' at? - Yee'in
Hard like granite!
Hardest nigga on the planet
Err punch I throw landed
Yee'in gon' be standin' afta me, Goddammit!
Knock you off ya balance
If ya ass try to challenge
Who, me?! Nawh, I ain't say I was no killa
I just sayd dat I ain't no bitch nigga
Yee'in think I was gon' pull it up now
Did cha? Besides, dat's my lil' hommie
Pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self
The hood by my self when I'm in LA i rock
The Kakhi's with the belt
On the Beach of Miami rock
Versace with the silk i'm so gangsta - I eat
The cereal without the milk
And nawh I ain't actin'
I'm just real like dat
Make my grill look good with the 45 stack
Some of yall motherfuckers ain't
Built like dat i got gangsta in my blood
So you can kiss my ass

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, ay 2-4-5
Gotta charga on the boost
Baby girl you wanna ride?
With a gangsta, gangsta
Aye! yeah that's me, tinted out ridin' dirty
Comin' down ya street i'm a gangsta, gangsta
Get triggas squeezed up!
Got fifty killas with me, straped down
G's up! Cause I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Yea top of the list
BME motherfucker, getcha mind right bitch!

Got the white walls on the Old School
(Dat's gangsta)
When I whip up, all the ho's choose
(Dat's gangsta)
I git money like I fuckin' posed to
(Dat's gangsta)
Yea, I know I'm gangsta - but how 'bout you
(Not gangsta)
All black shirt with the black out shoes
Black tube socks and a matchin' hat too
And my G-Unit jeans straight raw blue
Cuz where I'm from bein' a
Playa is gangsta smooth
I'm a Guerilla on it all
Keep my lil' pimpin' straight on G' mode
All up in the club with my pockets on swole
Oh, you think I'm sweet?! - Then try me ho'
Git stomped to the flo'
I was born in the A, raised in the A
When I did my durrt nigga, I ain't gon' say
Shiit, I was gon' grow up
And be a gangsta anyways
Gotta couple of war wounds
On the gangsta face

I'm a gangsta, gangsta, ay 2-4-5
Gotta charga on the boost
Baby girl you wanna ride?
With a gangsta, gangsta
Aye! yeah that's me, tinted out ridin' dirty
Comin' down ya street i'm a gangsta, gangsta
Get triggas squeezed up!
Got fifty killas with me, straped down
G's up! Cause I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Yea top of the list
Guerilla Unit motherfucker
Getcha mind right bitch!