daveed – that’s gangster lyrics
[intro: pluto & daveed]
pluto: switcharoo sh-t…
daveed: whoo! f-cking crazy man i ain’t ever known another n-gga to do it like that here
pluto: straight up man, oh man i’m glad i spent it the way i did though man. i-i’ve been ready my n-gga you know i knew the consequences [?] of all this sh-t that um, yeah. i-i’ve kind of have a picture of, of, of what happened now
[verse 1]
mirrabooka drug squad raided his digs
i was already in cuffs pigs banging down the door sh-t
man you know my n-gga hit the fence and he dip
left thirty grand in cash three hundred pills and pounds at the crib
what you know about taking that much loss
police eyes on you watching how much you floss
binoculars on the boss b-tch n-ggas want it all
and they ain’t finna risk sh-t like this dog
and man my n-gga man he knew this sh-t
that’s why he switched his cls benz to a mazda 6
’cause the feds ain’t ever seen a hunger like this
neighbourhood watch don’t know who they f-cking with
loose lips sink ships when them two b-tches snitched
brought down a dynasty over some personal hits
can’t trust clientele they waiting to flip
you already know what it is b-tch n-gga suck a disk
[chorus]
that’s some gangster sh-t, you mad c-nt
pounds and flips, that’s mad c-nt
the finest b-tches, so mad c-nt
from rags to riches, that’s gangster
move pounds like bricks, you mad c-nt
popping bic’s stay lit, that’s mad c-nt
we know who’s snitching, so mad c-nt
leave them all in st-tches, that’s gangster ah
[verse 2]
spent twelve hours in a cell ’cause my lips stay sealed
eighteen hours on the grind two days since my last meal
definition of trill let’s see who really about it still
’cause when your hands in cuffs your mind start racing for real
stay smoking in the traps all day so i’m lifted
police take my picture while my red eyes glisten
swabbed in the mouth while my fingers getting printed
even had to cough and squat for these b-tch -ss n-ggas
hundred fifty grams in the evidence bag
thought they had me snagged but wouldn’t flip on my man’s
didn’t bother with me but put my b-tch on the cam
you know it’s bonnie and clyde when a b-tch can lie on the stand
but his soon to be ex walked up in the precinct
lasted five minutes in the cell for the b-tch sing
ain’t got no thug in her so we glad he stayed pimping
’cause in one minute she side with the pigs to play the victim
[chorus]
that’s some gangster sh-t, you mad c-nt
pounds and flips, that’s mad c-nt
the finest b-tches, so mad c-nt
from rags to riches, that’s gangster
move pounds like bricks, you mad c-nt
popping bic’s stay lit, that’s mad c-nt
we know who’s snitching, so mad c-nt
leave them all in st-tches, that’s gangster ah
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