Royce da 5'9", Cutty Mack - Gangsta (Death Is Certain) lyrics
[Royce da 5'9", Cutty Mack - Gangsta Death Is Certain lyrics]
Gangsta the way he carries himself
Made man more concerned with wealth
Than he is his health gangsta
He pumps like 24
7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo'
Gangsta heavyweight paper
Heart of a lion that beats
Longer than every pacemaker
Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
I'mma put this straight
I'm not gon' threaten you with hooks
If you look this way
I'm not gon' write no songs
So please don't think
That since sometimes I'm quiet that
I bite my tongue
'Cause I will slice you punks with
Knives that come with teeth
So leave with life as long as come in peace
I'm the protocol of all the street rules
Soldiers, ballers please, I know all
I'm goin' all out - for
Everything I believe in
Niggas bleed behind things that I know about
(yeah) hear me roar
Feel me nigga naw fuck that, feel me more
And whoever sayin' fuck me can suck it
We can bang i done came a long way
From "U Can't Touch Me" (nigga)
Gangsta i'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
The way he carries himself
Made man more concerned with wealth
Than he is his health gangsta
He pumps like 24
7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo'
Gangsta heavyweight paper
Heart of a lion that beats
Longer than every pacemaker
Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
My swagger's crazy
We can forget your momma ever had a baby
Reachers I don't care who the fuck you is
Keep yo' hands to yourself
I will cut yo' limbs off
Sixty shots'll quickly hit you
Pop Dixie Chicks of rap, piss me off! (yeah)
Yeah, I'm strictly Pesci - you
Hear me: a made man
I would rather you fear me than
To have you respect me (yeah)
The TEC's good
Jamming's always out the question
Call me Suge' of the Midwest wood (yeah)
The part of the poem that's deep
He will blast you after he's had
A glass of Bacardi Limon (yeah)
Let's get it on, I'm strictly the classic rap
You know it's on
Soon as you rip off the plastic (yeah)
BLOAW!
I'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
The way he carries himself
Made man more concerned with wealth
Than he is his health gangsta
He pumps like 24
7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo'
Gangsta heavyweight paper
Heart of a lion that beats
Longer than every pacemaker
Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
He knows his gun and his knife gangsta
More than he knows his son and his wife
Gangsta always huntin' niggas, never hunted
Gangsta you can bet eleven hundred - he is
(yeah) As ignorant as it gets
Cutthroat - the calmest person niggas
Push me shit's (yeah)
Bawlin' over, the quickest to snap
I'll break you then shake your soul
Deliver you back
To the hood that raised you
Bruise and mace ya
Lose your face through picture glass
Break and waste ya
I'm the essence of the use of violence
Move in silence, hunt you
Then I'll close your eyelids (close)
I'm goin' all out - my enemies on they knees
Harder I squeeze
Bullets'll leave your brains out (back up)
Gangsta watch me move
I'll speak the language of heat
Plus I'm good with the tools (yeah)
So whoever wanna hit me, come quickly
Nothing to lose, I'm no bitch nigga
Please come get me - killa
Gangsta i'm ridin', I am gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
The way he carries himself
Made man more concerned with wealth
Than he is his health gangsta
He pumps like 24
7 just to get to heaven and pump some mo'
Gangsta heavyweight paper
Heart of a lion that beats
Longer than every pacemaker
Yeah, we ridin', we gon' die foolin'
Laws and rules don't apply to me! Gangsta
He got yo' motherfuckin' number! Gangsta!
Though yo' life is second to his gangsta!
You still gon' die first gangsta
He's a motherfuckin' gangsta! (yeah)