Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
Em
Nigga we can handle this like
some gentelmen
Or we can get into some
gangsta shit
(gangsta shit)
Verse 2
(gangsta shit)
Em
Ya'll mother fuckers
E
D
want some gangsta shit
Em
But ya'll mother fuckers
aint ready for this
Verse 3
Em
bluffin
High of that blunt he was puffin
Talkin all that shit
D
Now his whole click sufferin
Em
Duckin' runnin' hidin' did i
Shock the whole world
D
Its just that block keep us tied in
Em
His own killer cried
In the spot that he deid in
Went to rest from her tears
D
Off the blood that he died in
Em
We ridin'
Just becouse it's death
before dishonor
An i'ma
Make you bitches pay for
D
this drama
(gangsta shit)
Verse 4
Snatched the extra keys
To my hummer
It's simply eight niggas
D
About to head for this drama
Em
Homicidal breakin windpipe
They keep it comin
Till them players like a fist fight
D
Done turned into a shit site
Em
So when its midnight
Its survival of the fitest
Were nowhere near brother this 45
D
Nobody knows who did this
Em
Nigga i ride with a gangsta bitch
Smokin bees while i bump
Verse 5
In this gangsta shit
Em
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit
D
Em
D
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit
Verse 6
Em
Yall mutherfuckers want
some gangsta shit
D
Em
But yall aint ready
for no gangsta shit
Verse 7
So put your strap down
All of us are killers
In the set
And we dont back down
D
Em
Do or die for life
Mutherfuckers and you know
Niggas be commin with pistol
When its time they dont show
D
Em
Niggas talk that bite
What they done made
And all that dumb shit
Fool we done shut you down
For round for round
Cus you dont rush shit
D
Em
Throwin extra clips and all
that shit
And we gone waste ya
Relissin naked bones up on
the pavement
When we face ya
Verse 8
Forty niggas in the black streets
Came out the cain house
Left a nigga lyin for dead
D
Screamin one of his hommies names out
Em
I was thirteen rained out
Couldnt see identify
Two keys and fifty g's
D
And one dead nigga off inside
Smokin bees
And contimplatin
D
Just be normal out Plus we a combination
Verse 9
Em
Now
mark his words
Paper chasin gon get you face down
Whoosh
Verse 10
With one bullet i leave you face down
Em
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit
D
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit
Verse 11
Em
Yall mutherfuckers want some
D
Em
gangsta shit
D
Em
But yall aint ready
D
Em
for no gangsta shit
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