Lyrics and translation
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I'm a gangsta when I don't wanna be.
I'm a gangsta when I'm posted with the homies gone off Henny. Stay strapped, tell the homie I got plenty.
Click-clack, quick to empty on any. The whip catch bullets, I put that on footage.
Bang cam, goddamn, that boy is gangsta. Take a look at his paper.
Catch me on the block jiggin' like a gator. Fill a Bu-can, niggas like a raider. Too gangsta for haters.
Turn to the PJ stalker and rape you for paper.
A pocket QB, bang outta nothing, nice, that boy be sheisty. On the P, I bag anybody. With the throwaway semi-auto. I aimed and
I got him. Left him where his folks could spot him. A true gangsta, I put that on
MB. A certified gangsta working with them toys.
I got it hit, my family need tools for war. So I round up some Eastside boys. Hit blocks in blue trucks making noise.
We employed to destroy. Stay bucking at toys, now that's gangsta.
Stay busting at niggas, empty Cognac bottles. Headhunting niggas, a true payroll killer.
If that boy out of line, bang on pop him. Ops about to Chevy drop him.
You need a whole army to stop him. I'm a headhunter, bomb smoker, two Glock toter.
I do my dirt by my lonely. Could smoke bomb with my vogues. Now that's gangsta.
That boy Bang is gangsta.
I told you niggas I don't care. Stay strapped with.
45s that will part your hair. Bang might've got heart of a bear. Bring the witch out the Project of Blair.
Choose a weapon so we can make it fair. Now that's gangsta.
Giving you something you can handle.
Food for thought, you getting chased down the block by a black-nosed Pit. Aim stay straight, so I let the Glock spit. Killing niggas off in
OT like Michael Vick. I'm too gangsta for this. I'm on your block chopping bricks.
Set trip, get bullet holes in your whip. On my boy, you could lose your life quick.
Now that's gangsta. To my Eastside niggas who be getting low.
To my Southside niggas that be clowning them hoes.
With my Northside niggas that be knocking down doors.
Now that's gangsta. To my Eastside niggas who be getting low.
To my Southside niggas that be clowning them hoes.
With my Northside niggas that be knocking down doors.
Now that's gangsta. If that boy out of line, bang on pop him.
Ops about to Chevy drop him. You need a whole army to stop him. I'm a headhunter, bomb smoker, two
Glock toter. I do my dirt by my lonely. Could smoke bomb with my vogues.
Now that's gangsta.
That boy Bang is gangsta.
If that boy out of line, bang on pop him. Ops about to Chevy drop him.
You need a whole army to stop him. I'm a headhunter, bomb smoker, two Glock toter.
I do my dirt by my lonely. Could smoke bomb with my vogues. Now that's gangsta.
That boy Bang is gangsta.
Who is that? Dressed in black, glass gat. Put him flat on his back.
Real G's ride like that. In gats we trust, so in gats we bust.
You gotta keep it gangsta to fuck with us. Who is that? Dressed in black, glass gat. Put him flat on his back. Real
G's ride like that. In gats we trust, so in gats we bust.
You gotta keep it gangsta to fuck with us. If that boy out of line, bang on pop him.
Ops about to Chevy drop him. You need a whole army to stop him.
I'm a headhunter, bomb smoker, two Glock toter. I do my dirt by my lonely. Could smoke bomb with my vogues.
Now that's gangsta.
That boy Bang is gangsta.
If that boy out of line, bang on pop him. Ops about to Chevy drop him.
You need a whole army to stop him. I'm a headhunter, bomb smoker, two Glock toter.
I do my dirt by my lonely. Could smoke bomb with my vogues. Now that's gangsta.
That boy Bang is gangsta.