Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
So you want to be a gangster
Ok sit down take a seat
Not made for the weak
Don't leave home without heat
Make that bickering
BS come to a cease
Claim you want beef
Then called the police
Please
I'm not taking no
Buster to court
Catch on the murk
Knock em straight off the porch
On that hot boy
That Shaw Road
That mess that l get
A lame
Killed quick
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the 1st clip
Let me tell y'all
Don't mater
What color you represent
Who you are
Who you know
Who you with
Hear you talk a lot of
It Don't make since
You know what car I drive
Matter of fact where you live
Don't matter with grandma
Or out with wife and kids
Where ever I see you at
Game over that's it
Forget that talking come on
Let's get this lit
Oh I forgot
You don't live that life
It's just a scrip
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangta until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
Man it fells good to be a Gangsta
I can't teach the world to be a Gangsta
Man it feels good to be a Gangster
No studio
A real life gangster
These bullet ain't fake
These guns not fake
Not pretend
Hit you in are
Chest leg
Split wig
Do I really have to
Spend the block
Tell you again
Watch every word you say
Who you mess with with
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Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
So you want to be a gangster
Ok sit down take a seat
Not made for the weak
Don't leave home without heat
Make that bickering
BS come to a cease
Claim you want beef
Then called the police
Please
I'm not taking no
Buster to court
Catch on the murk
Knock em straight off the porch
On that hot boy
That Shaw Road
That mess that l get
A lame
Killed quick
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the 1st clip
Let me tell y'all
Don't mater
What color you represent
Who you are
Who you know
Who you with
Hear you talk a lot of
It Don't make since
You know what car I drive
Matter of fact where you live
Don't matter with grandma
Or out with wife and kids
Where ever I see you at
Game over that's it
Forget that talking come on
Let's get this lit
Oh I forgot
You don't live that life
It's just a scrip
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangta until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
Man it fells good to be a Gangsta
I can't teach the world to be a Gangsta
Man it feels good to be a Gangster
No studio
A real life gangster
These bullet ain't fake
These guns not fake
Not pretend
Hit you in are
Chest leg
Split wig
Do I really have to
Spend the block
Tell you again
Watch every word you say
Who you mess with with
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
So you want to be a gangster
Ok sit down take a seat
Not made for the weak
Don't leave home without heat
Make that bickering
BS come to a cease
Claim you want beef
Then called the police
Please
I'm not taking no
Buster to court
Catch on the murk
Knock em straight off the porch
On that hot boy
That Shaw Road
That mess that l get
A lame
Killed quick
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangster until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the 1st clip
Let me tell y'all
Don't mater
What color you represent
Who you are
Who you know
Who you with
Hear you talk a lot of
It Don't make since
You know what car I drive
Matter of fact where you live
Don't matter with grandma
Or out with wife and kids
Where ever I see you at
Game over that's it
Forget that talking come on
Let's get this lit
Oh I forgot
You don't live that life
It's just a scrip
Gangsta until you get caught
Now you up in court
Taking stands
Giving reports
Gangta until I punch you dead in your Mouth
Now you running to the cops
Roll the the next clip
Man it fells good to be a Gangsta
I can't teach the world to be a Gangsta
Man it feels good to be a Gangster
No studio
A real life gangster
These bullet ain't fake
These guns not fake
Not pretend
Hit you in are
Chest leg
Split wig
Do I really have to
Spend the block
Tell you again
Watch every word you say
Who you mess with with
Writer: Richard Meares
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.