Kane & Able - Gangstafied Forever Lyrics
[odell]Gangstafied forever, foreverGangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya[kane & abel]Whats up to all my people, kane and abel is backDown south hustlers, soldier haters and jealous busters got me strappedGot bigger paper now so I gotta bigger gatSlangers and head busters ride burbans and lacsPlease, every brass for the tank love (ya heard me)Cause soldiers respect soldiers and soldiers respect thugsLike slim say, hundred ground drum in the akIf you dont respect the rap sheet, we dont playGot fand in japan who love this ghetto rapGot to holler at master p cause he put us on the mapKane on attack, wont you let me hear the click clackRepresent your war stay hard soldiers in combat[odell] (kane & abel)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)[silkk the shocker]Im a g-a-n-g-s to the a (gangsta)Im a gangsta ass nigga, huh I dont playDont make me act a mother*****in foolI couldnt get a job I had to settle for robbing niggas I got too manyTattoosThats how I slug my drugs at, hang where my thugs atGive a ***** on niggas stay real, you stay real, you gotta love that[mr. serv-on]Im a g to the a to the n to the s to the t to the f to the I to the e toThe dYou know the s to the e to the r to the v always ready to ***** to theGlockNiggas drop to the pop, nigga this tank blockPushin that ass to the four to the o, niggas know this n.o.So feel my pain niggas know the gameDown with kane & abel a hundred gs on the t to the a to the l to the a[odell] (kane & abel)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)[kane & abel]I hit the block gat *****ed down to do some thangsTalkin bout the white change, we can move some thangsMr. abel mr. kane remain tru to the gameDecked out on the cut with the platinum frameMeet me at the motel choppin way on the scaleCaught the dirty ghetto mail on this highway to hellWo wo, the po pos kick down the doorCaught the cash yay low now they searchin for moreNo peace in the city where the soldiers dwellFifteen years old war stories to tellWell[odell] (kane & abel)Gangstafied foreverGangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (tru, damn it feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied forever, forever (feel good to be a gangsta)Gangstafied, ya ya ya ya ya (gangstafied, no limit soldier)
