Styles P, The LOX - Gangster, Gangster lyrics
[Styles P, The LOX - Gangster, Gangster lyrics]
Sheek Louch is a gangster, gangster
Jadakiss is a gangster, gangster
Styles P is a gangster, D-Block
Won't you come fuck with a gangster, gangster
You don't get nothin but gun shells
I ain't on the bar
Louch pass me the dumbbells
I'm in war mode, they in more mode
Body after body so the story was foretold
Twist 'em up real tight just like a cornrow
Stick in they hair grease
Bullets in ya eye and your earpiece
Bullets whistle like canary for canaries
Your stones is yellow but so is the owner
Ain't a Blood but I'll make him a donor
Crash the whip at the dealer tryin
To get me a loaner
Got a spliff that I dipped in Corona
Fuck around make you sip some ammonia
Karma, put your ass in a coma
Ain't nobody give a fuck if you paralyzed
'Kiss pass the saw so I can
Shave down to barrel size
Said he was the king 'til he
Looked in the pharaoh eyes
Blow was the bulb was the
Verse as the arrow ride what nigga!
Yup, AH-HA! Yo, you ain't got to remind me
I'm a top-of-the-line G
If you a fan you can say
I been poppin since 9-3
If you my man then you know
I been poppin my whole life
Outside 'til it's finished my nigga
The whole night
Few contract and inkpens later
Turn into boss respect
Mob ties and kingpin paper
Mountin the D, Cardi frames and pink Gators
Gotta learn how to deal with
The weak link haters
Don't even think about the top 10
Just think Jada
Never equal or less than, I think greater
Gambino affiliate - still transport bricks
A boy on a bike, while my man willie it
Silly shit
Imagine how rich we could really get
Fuck a pool table, the crib got a billiard
Streets is our problem, hope Allah's got 'em
Three-piece purple label with the
Hard bottoms - gangster
Silverback! No doubt (yeah)
That's you son, aiyyo I got you though
Aiyyo straight out the gate I pack heavy
Big Chevy
24's, bandanna like I'm one of the outlaws
4-4 sit on my lap, other thing in the truck
It's too big and it come with a strap
I got bitches, money, cars in a lot
I already got weed, bring cigars to the spot
Coke in a pot, 'gnac on the counter
Three money countless get from around us
I probably won't do Yay' or 50 sales
Like they probably won't last in
None of these jails
I'm tattooed up, Levi's double sewed Chuckers
No shirt, I'm back muh'fuckers!
The mac muh'fuckers don't clack muh'fuckers
That keep your lil' stink
Mouth intact muh'fuckers
Silverback nigga, the Barack O of rap
LOX, D-Block coward, hold that!
Jadakiss is a gangster, gangster
Styles P is a gangster, D-Block
Won't you come fuck with a gangster, gangster
You don't get nothin but gun shells
I ain't on the bar
Louch pass me the dumbbells
I'm in war mode, they in more mode
Body after body so the story was foretold
Twist 'em up real tight just like a cornrow
Stick in they hair grease
Bullets in ya eye and your earpiece
Bullets whistle like canary for canaries
Your stones is yellow but so is the owner
Ain't a Blood but I'll make him a donor
Crash the whip at the dealer tryin
To get me a loaner
Got a spliff that I dipped in Corona
Fuck around make you sip some ammonia
Karma, put your ass in a coma
Ain't nobody give a fuck if you paralyzed
'Kiss pass the saw so I can
Shave down to barrel size
Said he was the king 'til he
Looked in the pharaoh eyes
Blow was the bulb was the
Verse as the arrow ride what nigga!
Yup, AH-HA! Yo, you ain't got to remind me
I'm a top-of-the-line G
If you a fan you can say
I been poppin since 9-3
If you my man then you know
I been poppin my whole life
Outside 'til it's finished my nigga
The whole night
Few contract and inkpens later
Turn into boss respect
Mob ties and kingpin paper
Mountin the D, Cardi frames and pink Gators
Gotta learn how to deal with
The weak link haters
Don't even think about the top 10
Just think Jada
Never equal or less than, I think greater
Gambino affiliate - still transport bricks
A boy on a bike, while my man willie it
Silly shit
Imagine how rich we could really get
Fuck a pool table, the crib got a billiard
Streets is our problem, hope Allah's got 'em
Three-piece purple label with the
Hard bottoms - gangster
Silverback! No doubt (yeah)
That's you son, aiyyo I got you though
Aiyyo straight out the gate I pack heavy
Big Chevy
24's, bandanna like I'm one of the outlaws
4-4 sit on my lap, other thing in the truck
It's too big and it come with a strap
I got bitches, money, cars in a lot
I already got weed, bring cigars to the spot
Coke in a pot, 'gnac on the counter
Three money countless get from around us
I probably won't do Yay' or 50 sales
Like they probably won't last in
None of these jails
I'm tattooed up, Levi's double sewed Chuckers
No shirt, I'm back muh'fuckers!
The mac muh'fuckers don't clack muh'fuckers
That keep your lil' stink
Mouth intact muh'fuckers
Silverback nigga, the Barack O of rap
LOX, D-Block coward, hold that!