Gangsta

[Chorus - Trae] I kno-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I sho-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I kno-oow I'm a gangsta dogg I sho-oow I'm a gangsta dogg [Verse 1 - Z-Ro] When it get gangsta I don't see too many niggas reppin the set But in front of these dog ass hoes they reppin till death There goes Z-Ro the crooked better put some pep in ya step You ain't got enough insurance to get ya self in a wreck I put a cease on all breathin when I squeeze my weapon Better hope God come for you cause you gon'need a blessing Somebody save 'em it's gon'take all of his people to Heaven If he runnin it ain't gon'take but 3 of these to catch him I'm dedicated to the delivery of a Smith & Wesson While keepin it under cover the keep the laws from guessin Who did it and what had cause gangsta's don't make a scene Bitch niggas public sizin and end up with ten or fifteen [Verse 2 - Trae] I'm back in the hood my dogg but these niggas be hatin I feel it's me against the world plus that nigga name Satan I tryed to get the fuck away but still I keep comin back The hood'll never be the same since we lost Screw and Pat Snitches don't know how to act and plus they talkin to the feds Only see me conversating with real G's and my bread And it ain't too many down to ride so I ride alone I'm a asshole by nature plus my twin touchin home What the fuck is goin on? niggas need to get a grip Some of the realest down south gangstafied with a clip Fully equipped and grindin to get out of the hood But I don't wanna leave my doggs so it's back to the hood [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Jay'Ton] I'm laid back in the Lac pockets sittin fat With the Boss in the seven duece with the top back I'm a gangsta ass nigga representin for the click I'm leavin bodies in a ditch for niggas acting like a bitch I'm a asshole by nature plus I'm chasin paper Late night tinted up with a Glock that'll spray ya So move back a sec before you get wet By the niggas on the West with them vest on they chest It's the Jay'Ton creepin up the block with the shot Niggas hatin tryna keep us from reachin the top So I'm a mash for the cash like the S.U.C And the G - A - N - G is the S - L - A - B [Verse 3 - Boss] It's the Boss flippin in glass house while tryna stack moss Draggin my bumper makin my front end toss I'm a gangsta mark ass niggas get lost You can see it in my ways as I walk,and I talk Stay flippin in the seven duece drop as I stomp Bang ya'll outlinin these niggas in chalk I get this from my C's and my B's and my folks Always play my part man it's G from the start Don't plan on changin a thing but a lame Swangin while bangin game Hoover click gang what I claim I keep it G for my niggas that's bangin in flames Stingin and changin this game bangin and label their name [Chorus]