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Shyne - That's Gangsta Lyrics

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  • [shyne]
  • Hustler, bad mother*****er
  • Brooklyn to the rucker, cali and back
  • Court cases pendin, all the blood drug money spendin
  • Ferrari engines leave your whole *****in block tremblin
  • Im what niggaz wanna be, a straight g
  • Whore *****es wanna suck and ***** for free
  • Im alpo, before you snitch dog
  • I switch lines and rhymes faster than I switch cars
  • Ghetto star, name ring in every hood
  • Heartless villain, money driven killin
  • And bury my opposition, for a pot to piss in
  • Knickerbock position, listen
  • [chorus 2x: shyne]
  • A hundred carats in the watch (thats gangsta)
  • Gettin skull off in the parkin lot (thats gangsta)
  • Feel the knot when you loft (thats gangsta)
  • Takin over spots and blocks (thats gangsta)
  • [shyne]
  • I got a question; as serious as cancer
  • Where da *****in safe at? somebody better answer
  • Before I start killin and fillin these double-i slugs
  • In your mug then you spittin up blood
  • Got dead gangstas rollin over like, yo this nigga cold
  • The way he cut his coke is murder game to his flow
  • Rich is, my only reason for bein, shit
  • I never had hope, until I sold dope
  • Drug game is infectious, got me livin reckless
  • Feds get uptight when they see my watch and necklace
  • Glow, ***** em, they cant catch me
  • Murder and money, til they throw my ashes in the sea
  • [chorus]
  • [shyne]
  • Mac-10s, crush rocks and drops
  • The best respect, the feds only ***** cops
  • Coke price raisin, task force raidin
  • Bustin at secret agents runnin up out the days inn
  • Roller, diamonds and mack-millas
  • Fillers and loud pipes for all my killers
  • Money hungry honies around, the killer streets and the law
  • The opium and the raw, thats what I live for
  • For cuttin yea, never for today
  • Extended magazines shootouts and ricochets
  • Play a role and catch a bullethole, pop your blood vessels
  • Aint gonna wait before the smoke settles
  • [chorus]
  • {*scratching serious shit*}
  • [shyne]
  • Money in brown paper bags (thats gangsta)
  • Servin fiends on the ave (thats gangsta)
  • Menage red labels (thats gangsta)
  • Honies with diamonds up in they navel (thats gangsta)
  • Showin love to your hood (thats gangsta)
  • Leavin cowards layin where they stood (thats gangsta)
  • Floodin your homeys commisary up (thats gangsta)
  • Never missin when we bust (thats gangsta)
  • Money in brown paper bags (thats gangsta)
  • Servin fiends on the ave (thats gangsta)
  • Menage red labels (thats gangsta)
  • Honies with diamonds up in they navel (thats gangsta)
  • Showin love to your hood (thats gangsta)
  • {*music fades out*}

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