He's A Gangsta

[Intro:] He's a he's a he he's a gangsta (8x) [Verse 1: E-40] Funkmaster like Flex heavy metal remedy (BLAHOO) Knock ya out'cha socks put'chu out your misery (OWH) Homicide try'na holla they wanna question me {"we need to talk to you"} Cause I'm always into beef and smoke broccoli [coughs] I do my dirt by my lonely I ain't tellin' on me I keep my mouth shut like James Beasley and Lil D, solid Find me guilty I do my time even if I'm sixty Long as I get out with my pride and my fuckin' dignity Real, born in it surrounded killers, dealers and robbers Mommas identifying bodies in they pajamas (that's my baby) Teenagers packing and riding 'round with them llamas (rah rah) Squeezing on niggas like anacondas (bah) I'll put tips on a nigga we can fade and we can locked up like this Or we can get off into some of that old shoot-em-up bang-bang gangsta shit (Blaoo) Most of the time it's over a bitch when the funk spark This dog gotta bite that'll back up his bark BITCH! [Hook: Kaveo/E-40] Yeah, broad daylight or midnight he'll air this muthafucka out (He's a gangsta) We don't buddy up we dummy up One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees (He's a gangsta) You didn't know, we got fireworks we'll come through and grand finale yo block (He's a gangsta) If we cross paths or bump heads, it ain't on on sight it's on demand (He's a gangsta) [Verse 2: Messy Marv] Black mobs, beaver minks and black Glocks Kim Cole hard bottoms nigga with no socks This gangsta in it dawg nah ain't got candy paint I beat it my cases with cash my nigga no running My heart pump no fear to a nobody You drive by material black Maserati One nigga, one black mack, four black bodies Giving niggas scared play homie like Greg Woolley And I ain't into playing no checkers with'chu lil niggas Homie I knock down pines and fuck over rooks I got gangstas from that lil D ear shook I catch ya digging in ya nose and life can get tooks Niggas never seen a Canali suit Show I showed em one and double so let'cha know I'm coppin' mo than one When I'm yanking on sumthin' I'm poppin' mo than one If I see ya ass and give ya a pass then ya owe me one [Hook:] [Verse 3: The Jacka] Err place I show up I got the pistol trippin' All my niggas feel safe when I'm in the building Make a nigga feel raped when I slap his melon With the ass of the cannon spot get ready By a hyenas Harder than life a level for we dine divas Tech cool with ya sickness of swine netter Never heard a tech cause these fakers a prime-retta Fresh up outta Tina's back in the crime bidness Keep my lawyer paid cause she is a damn genius Keep my niggas paid to murder the star witness Never saw a reign when niggas is start snitching But part of the game is death so now it's just more killing Selling up a pack to send in him to a fella Who slit his fuckin neck fore he think about telling Eight a thousand years like a Gladys Knight breakfast and I'm in the lobby fear cause [Hook:] [Outro:] He's a he's a he he's a gangsta (8x)