Z-Ro, Mussilini - For My Gangsta's lyrics

Gangstas G's (gangstas)
This for my gangstas, my gangstas
For my gangstas, my G's this for my gangstas

Hell naw you can't hit my weed
Cause to me smoking is like breathing
So a nigga stay smoking and flipping
In a Intrepid when I'm bleeding
The block it can't stop
I gotta keep paper stacking
Mo'fuckers be whispering
There go Z-Ro and I can't wait to jack him
But, I got news for ya
They gon be picking out a
Suit and shoes for ya
Cause, I'm bout to get rude with ya
They better mind
Cause, I'll whoop me a woman
Ass nigga real quick
Plus I got niggas on the
Southwest and the Southeast
My click is real thick
But, I be rolling solo
Place to place like a hobo
Full time entertainer
I left my block to make fa sho do'
I'ma keep these hoods on fire
Get rotation like tires
Gotta show love to my people
Cause they are my album buyers
I'ma rep for the real niggas
And the real bitches
That's struggling all day
Fuck going to class
Parlay all day in the hallway
They got me fucked up, for no reason at all
Everybody get that feddy
It's the season to ball

This one for my gangstas, rolling on 4's
Sipping promethazyne, and blowing on dro
Trying to make it in this game
Play hard when we play
Gaurunteed to clear the whole boulevard
When we spray
This one for my gangsta bitches
That keep it real everyday they case paper
In they purse pack a steel
Trying to make it in this game
Play hard when we play
And they down to shake that ass
When a real nigga say

Gangstas, G's how many of us have niggas
That's down in the streets
From fighting eachother
To hustling on the late
Night and grinding brothers
Trying to bake a cake right
Ready to shake them haters
Burning up the dead line
Grandpa did them get out's
From hitting stangs on pages
To I10 skating blazing
This game like a razor
Hell I ain't no fazing
Sitting on leather creation
Left on the wheel ride on the steel
Thet Government will kill us here
Glossing and flossing all day in Devilles
God forgive us influence the kids
To hop on the blocks and do what we did
But now in reverse
This how the ghetto world spins
Sitting back in foreign cars
With the screens falling
Purple juice is how we ride and play
Let's ride today t-shirts with starches on
Cause we G's anyway
Yep, this is for my ballers
That ain't worried bout nothing
On swangas and robbers, straight leathers

This one for my niggas
That be bleeding the block
Until the block dry
Empty clips off at the police
Everytime they pass by
Even every bitch I know
Is thuggish ruggish and thoed
No reason at all
Ready to run up on a motherfucker and unload
Fuck that MTV shit, this the real world
So bitch that go in her purse
Is gon get the steel girl
Mussilini and that Z-Ro
Getting money describes our ego
Fuck with us lose your life
It'll be waiting six feet be low

This one for my gangstas
Rolling on 4's and 3's
Or anything that's chromey, stacking G's
Bucking boys up like a rhino
This one for my youngster 5-O
Gotta put it in perspective
Or let that King of Da Ghetto nod though
I'm bout to break this here
How much change we gon make this here
Come on Ro we gon make this clear
The world gon love this gangsta shit
Coast to coast them boys gon feel
Living laid with a house on hill
Presidential millennium
On the real on the real

Gangstas G's (gangstas)
This for my gangstas, my gangstas
For my gangstas, my G's this for my gangstas