Dirty - Gangsta (feat. Lil' Burn One) Lyrics
f/ Lil' Burn One* send corrections to the typistUh***** I been a "G" all my lifeA "G" down to ride"G's" stay getting highI'm a "G" 'til I dieA nigga known to bust gatsTake half a day to skeet crackI represent the slumGangsta body dipped in all blackDon't act like you ain't know thatMy clique is quick to go atAny of y'all prankstas, y'all ain't gangstasY'all just throwbacksPut slugs to yo brainThuggin blood's in my veinThe ghetto version of Norman BatesThug in the sameSo ask about mePorno with six starsSo don't doubt meAnd niggaz who ain't gangstaStay the ***** away from round meI got dope in every county*****in *****es that's a ?They call me that boy NuttyAin't no nigga finna clown meShit, I haul off and kidnap yo whole familyStrap up a bomb and kill every one for testing meSo when I go I'm taking all my folksSo when we hit hell, we still can go to warThat's gangsta!Now if you catch me with a OZRidin 4 deep in a CapriceHollin ***** the police mother*****erYou in the hood er'daySame clothes tryin ta skeet a pound of dro' mother*****erYou in the feds gotta do 5 yearsJust because you would't squeal mother*****erYou got kids to feedThey gotta live even if you have to kill mother*****erNow Lil Burn-One's the nigga hoe hoppin, dro' copin, gun toterWool club loader, 4-5 in the holsterAnd its the take overI'm shaking these *****es from off my *****And these haters up off my shoulderClaiming gangsta but you so cowardTalking bout treposSissy ass ***** then take yo ass to Chuck WilderWomen's prison and you still probably won't last for a hourYou a nigga scared to death you gon' get raped in the showerBy 6 dikes slapping yo ass with towelsYou'll probably move yo bowelsYou'll probably piss on yourself and crumble like a ball of powderSee we fo sho' folk, 9-7 four-doorBlack Game claiming throwing signs out the windowWe keep it all "G", since elementaryWe represented from the block to penitentiaryMake em remember me, Burn one the O.GI'm going out black clothes out, fro'd out, thats Gangsta!CHORUSHe just asked me "Pimp why you ? my trick?"Hoes tell that nigga my nameFrank Dingaling *****I'm that fat daddy hallFifth of Hen, hydro, bull dagger and her friendI'm a fat nasty dogI make these hoes crawlPlus I'm gangsta boughtBust at my enemyPlus I'm in they main girl drawsYou ain't no kin to meSo nigga keep my name out yo mouthYou talkin shit I'll ***** this trigga ***** and run in yo houseAnd lay you downLet me come into your houseSo piss on the ground***** this pistol into your mouthAnd don't make a soundThere's no way in and there's no way outSo bring me your ?I'm bumping New Edition's "Candygirl"When Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike had a curlThat's gangstaYou heard gangstas make the world turn roundWell shit's gon' continue popping while fire burn on the groundNow that's gangsta!CHORUS
