Popa Wu - Gangster Theme Lyrics
[intro: freemurder]Gangsta niggas, whatGangsta *****es, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatStraight gangsta *****esGangsta *****es, whatGangsta killas, what[hook]Uh, brooklyn is where we come from, come fromU.k. known to fill em up with dumdumsIn the car seat, uh-huhLil free, thats where you get guns from, guns from[chorus: freemurder]Gangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatGangsta *****es, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatStraight gangsta *****es, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, what[freemurder]Party and be more, floor with four honeysCars with three more, none of them hoes uglypreme upstairs, nuttin on hoes tummiesWhile you grindin ugly freaks, like seymour from mo moneyHard as a rock, straight up and down like sea-sawsAnd free, pete rose, free ski whoresStraight jaw bone, ***** eatin *****Straight hormone jumpin when Im beatin *****Suspects keep lyin bout they weed and gatsTill I catch them, change the subject like readin a mapDrug off, desperado, amarettoBustin berettas, up in you ghetto, alcoholicHes so heavy like chris wallaceAnd try to get me off the floor with my shit brolicLike brand new gators, yo I love my shit polishFlip on niggas, till they demolish, abolishMany niggas, friendly niggas turn enemy niggasBurn plenty of niggas, dont tick me niggaLittle that you know, that shit dont offend me niggaAnd if one of yall kill me, God avenge me nigga[hook] *u.k. instead of lil free*[chorus][freemurder]Off to the telly, eyes ring me up on the cellyAll them niggas is fools, satisfy ya bellyNiggas keep slidin thru like ky jellyTalkin nonsense, what you tryin tell meBlood gotti, rollin with a red scullyPunk shotties, aimin out of red chevys0 tray one, trade one guns, straight blood upActin gigantic, till you get cut upGuns be titanic, make ya ass buck upCaught you real high standin, thats how you got stuck upOn the block drippin, and read the glocks hittinAll the cops wishin, Im mad and not shittin***** police, we all hold four heatsAnd put four ds under four seatsAnd on the concrete, waitin for the coroner***** guliani, free slaughterin yaLittle *****, years ago, free ignorin yaLil kim *****es, free adorin yaWhere Im from? brooklyn, get them dums, brooklynGet the ones, brooklyn, afraid of none, brooklynUh, brooklyn is gun ho, u.k. shit we kick to let theGun blow[hook][chorus][freemurder]Nyc, gangsta killa, brownsvilleNiggas that fake the killa, be foul killedTriggas await killas, free pound peelNiggas I hate, stealers on some we found skillsChill holmes, three round skillFrom the four-long, kick pressure, my forearmThat shit had me fallin all out my standsWatch ya blood keep pourin all out cha manIts a flood, blood drorrin all out cha manSlugs in ya truck, now blood fallin out ya vanAnd dad it up, click just bananad upMight as well open the door, cuz Im tearin it upShittin all in the whip, got you scared as *****Hopin that you wont die, like montana broWith scarface, all in my grill, with the hard faceGet sent on a journey to a far far place[chorus: just sayin gangsta killa][hook][chorus][outro: shacronz (freemurder)]HahahahaYo freemurder man this is that gangsta shit manThis is that universal gangsta shitYou know that east coast/west coast type of shit, manThis is that real shit, that b-life shit manWeve been doin this shit for years manYou know, ever since our fathers manYou know man, the device lords, the young lordsThe black spades, the ball bustasWeve been doin this shit on the east coast manKnowhatimsayin? keep that 5 alive, freemurderLet them know, this is the east side, killa thrillaDeath row till we die man, word up manFreemurder man, b-life or no life(oh dont forget them tomahawks nigga, my popsll kill youShit is real, p-stone, paroo bloods, you real like Im realThis is for them gangstas across the worldEast side homies)
