N.W.A. - Gangsta Gangsta Lyrics
Verse one: ice cubeHeres a little somethin bout a nigga like meNever shoulda been let out the penititaryIce cube would like ta sayThat Im a crazy mutha *****a from around the waySince I was a youth, I smoked weed outNow Im the mutha *****a that ya read aboutTakin a life or twoThats what the hell I do, you dont like how Im livinWell ***** you!This is a gang, and Im in itMy man drell ***** you up in a minuteWith a right left, right left youre toothlessAnd then you say goddamn they ruthless!Everwhere we go they say [damn!]N w as *****in up tha programAnd then you realize we dont careWe dont just say no, we to busy sayin yeah!To drinkin straight out the eight bottleDo I look like a mutha *****in role model?To a kid lookin up ta meLife aint nothin but *****es and money.Cause Im tha type o nigga thats built ta lastIf ya ***** wit me Ill put a foot in ya assSee I dont give a ***** cause I keep bailinYo, what the ***** are they yellinChorus:Gangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinIts not about a salary, its all about reality - krs oneGangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinHopin you sophisticated mother*****ers hear what I have to sayVerse two: ice cubeWhen me and my posse stepped in the houseAll the punk-ass niggaz start breakin outCause you know, they know whassupSo we started lookin for the *****es with the big buttsLike her, but she keep cryinI got a boyfriend ***** stop lyinDumb-ass hooker aint nuttin but a dykeSuddenly I see, some niggaz that I dont likeWalked over to em, and said, whassup?The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jawRen started stompin em, and so did eBy that time got rushed by securityOut the door, but we dont quitRen said, lets start some shit!I got a shotgun, and heres the plotTakin niggaz out with a flurry of buckshotsBoom boom boom, yeah I was gunninAnd then you look, all you see is niggaz runninAnd fallin and yellin and pushin and screaminAnd cussin, I stepped back, and I kept bustinAnd then I realized its time for me to goSo I stopped, jumped in the vehicleIts like this, because of that who-rideN.w.a. is wanted for a homicideCause Im the type of nigga thats built to last***** wit me, Ill put my foot in your assSee I dont give a *****, cause I keep bailinYo, what the ***** are they yellin?Chorus:Gangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinIts not about a salary, its all about reality - krs oneGangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinHell tell you exactly how he feel, and dont want a *****in thing backVerse three: ice cubeHomies all standin around, just hanginSome dope-dealin, some gang-banginWe decide to roll and we deepSee a nigga on daytons and we creepReal slow, and before you knowI had my shotgun pointed in the windowHe got scared, and hit the gasRight then, I knew I has to smoke his assHe kept rollin, I jumped in the bucketWe couldnt catch him, so I said ***** itThen we headed right back to the fortSweatin all the *****es in the biker shortsWe didnt get no play, from the ladiesWith six niggaz in a car are you crazy?She was scared, and it was showinWe all said ***** you *****! and kept goinTo the hood, and we was fin toFind somethin else to get intoLike some *****, or in factA bum rush, but we call it rat packOn a nigga for nuttin at allIce cubell go stupid when Im full of eight ballI might stumble, but I wont loseNow Im dressed in the county bluesCause Im the type of nigga thats built to lastIf you ***** wit me, Ill put my foot in your assI dont give a *****, cause I keep bailinYo, what the ***** are they yellin?Interlude: ice cube, dr. dre[wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit]{man whatcha gonna do now? }What were gonna do right here is go way back[how far you goin back? ]Way backAs we go a lil somethin like this - slick rickHeres a lil gangsta, short in sizeA t-shirt and levis is his only disguiseBuilt like a tank yet hard to hitIce cube and eazy e cold runnin shitVerse four: eazy e, mc renWell Im eazy e the one theyre talkin aboutNigga tried to roll the dice and just crapped outPolice tried to roll, so its time to goI creeped away real slow and jumped in the six-foWit the diamond in the back, sun-roof topDiggin the scene with the gangsta leanCause Im the e, I dont slang or bangI just smoke mother*****ers like it aint no thangAnd all you *****es, you know Im talkin to youWe want to ***** you eazy! I want to ***** you tooCause you see, I dont really take no shit[so let me tell you mother*****ers who youre *****in with]Cause Im the type of nigga thats built to lastIf you ***** wit me, Ill put my foot in your assI dont give a *****, cause I keep bailinYo, what the ***** are they yellin?Chorus:Gangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinIts not about a salary, its all about reality - krs oneGangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinHell ***** up you and yours, and anything that gets in his wayGangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinIts not about a salary, its all about reality - krs oneGangsta, gangsta! thats what theyre yellinHell just call you a low-life mother*****er, and talk about yourFunky ways
