Lil Wayne, T.I., Boyz N Da Hood - Gangsta Boys lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah Wizzle F baby bitch! yeah
Boys in the motherfuckin' Hood guess
Who? yeah you already (yeah ye ye ye yeah) I
Save ya (haha) already yeah
I'm hearin' niggas nag me shorty
(haha, yeah, yeah boy) come on

Big money heavyweight
It's what the streets call him (yeah)
Young stunna in this bitch like
She ridin' on me (yeah)
Hidin from nothin', runnin' from nobody
(uh uh) boy I tote somethin' about the
Size of your whole body (yeah haha)
Niggas get confronted just as soon
It's a no bottom (yeah haha)
Stick 'em in the oven make
Cinnamon rolls out of 'em (ow)
Sweet ass nigga, you smell like my girl pussy
(haha)


I'm aimin' bitch nigga, I ain't lookin' (uh)
And I'm namin' bitch niggas like the cookie
(come on) i'll knock out your teeth
With the back of the heat (UH)
Meat, all over the street, how neat?
If I was starvin' motherfucker, i'll eat
(what) beef (yeah)
Ya'll know me nigga show me to that treasure
(yeah) see that metal on your tongue
(yeah) better answer every question
Wheres it at bitch niggas say
Somethin' and i'll kill ya
You never met a killa, til' he kill ya
Ya dig shorty

Ha all that matters is what your
Doin' nigga not what your say
Niggas bullshit everyday
(alright) but it stop in the A (yeah)
Catch me on the east side with
A Glock and some yay (hay hay hay)
Niggas bullshit everyday but it stop in the A
(oh) i say it's on in the
Inside man them choopers'll spray
Niggas bullshit everyday but it stop in the A
Cause me and Block on the block
With a block of the K (hay hay hay)
Niggas bullshit everyday but it stop in the A

Yeah see I hit the blocks off
The top within a minute
It don't take long for me
To go private to lieutenant
If I said it I meant it
And no offenses gettin' ended (naw)
No east talk the beef ain't gettin'
Dead til' I end it
I set up rat traps for niggas
That like to teel tap
Sunday mornin' get the word
(yep) but I'm still strapped
Roll the dice with me please
Believe boy you will crap
Get folded up and tucked the way
Just like a road map (road map)
Yeah life is hard just play your card
Thats why roll with god
And disregard them broads
(disregard them broads)
Keep servin' that hard never spend a rod
This is real shit baby this is not a fesode
(not a fesode)
Don't get it confused lot a niggas is fraud
Get a background check nigga that's
Why I'm pullin' your card (pullin your card)
And I might play with that
Boy So sometimes I'm 'noyd
I might flip and bury you boys
In the back of the yard


Yeah well I was taught to do what I do
That's why I do what I do
And I ain't talkin' shit but shorty
Try me see what I do (boys n da hood)
I'm from the bottom of
The problem with niggas
It's too many y'all niggas got too
Many problems with us niggas
(problem with niggas)
I shoot first I not a follower nigga
(follower nigga) smoke dro all day
I got a problem with memory
If you niggas got a problem then
Try me when you see me (try me)
Cause I ain't hard to find you niggas see me
(here I go)
Dumped off in the cut all to my lonesome
(yep) went to one of you punks
To front for a whoresome (go 'head)
Actin' all tough like your
Nuts wanna brawl some (go 'head)
I'm a go get the pump and
Front like you owe me somethin' (pow)
You niggas still rainchecks your
Ass can't cash yet (ah ha)
Your bitch gave me head now
You wanna ski mask sick (nigga)
Crack rock bagged up pounds of seran wrapped
(yep) in zip lock bags fulla cash
And then it's addin' up
I got gorillas gone mad wanna mass up (yep)
Askin' where the ice where the
Yay where the cash at (yeah)
So y'all niggas better hush shut your ass up
The deuce deuce tray don't play
Shoot your ass up