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geto boys – straight gangstaism lyrics

yeah, i take y’all way back

seven years old,
i’m lookin’ up to the ganstas in the hood,
’cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good,
even when we played cops and robbers on the block,
n-body wanted to play the cop yeah,
’cause the cop was a p-ssy–ss b-tch,
and if you played the cop, n-gg- you got your -ss kicked!
i was a curious child,
i used to hang out by the bar room and study the gansta style
the way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act,
the way they wore dat gansta hat,
tilted, brim layed flat out,
now that’s the type a sh-t i’m talkin’ about yeah,
cigarette in one hand, drink in the other,
leanin’ to one side, cooler than a motherf-cker,
with them ganster–ss nicknames,
gilley boy, pokey, big joe, go-dee, and leo lane,
true m-th-f-ckin’ mack daddies,
b-tch on the side, drivin’ the ’73 caddy,
wid a chrome plated .357
ready to send a m-th-f-cka on a stairway to heaven,
i was fascinated, yeah
i let ’em influence me, and my momma hate it,
but she still gave me love,
’cause my momma understood,
that it was in my blood,
see it was a cycle,
and in a few mo’ years she wouldn’t have to worry about a michael,
’cause i’ll be makin’ my own decisions, yeah
comin’ up fast, clockin’ cash
straight gansterism

yeah… uh… on and on and on and on and on… yeah… uh
break it down
uh
like dat
like dat
yeah

now is ’93
i got a name fo’ myself,
made a little wealth, played the cards i was dealt,
didn’t go fo’ self, now i’m a g, huh
and every m-th-f-ckin’ body know me,
n-gg-s in the hood, all got love,
’cause they saw me raise up from a m-th-f-ckin scrub,
and hoes that i know,
from way back befo’
they used to say no,
all wanna go to the hotel,
’cause they claim that they interested,
and everybody talkin’ about the sh-t that they wish they did,
but i surp-ssed all that,
they used to wanna know if i was down, now they don’t ask all that,
’cause they believin’ what they seein’
a young n-gg- comin’ up fast, yeah
straight g

uh
yeah
on and on and on
yeah
uh
like that
takin’ ’em way back

sittin’ back as a youngsta, peepin’ at ma folks,
some were straight g’s and some went out smoking dope,
i had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong,
even though some folks didn’t think that i’d live long,
i watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo’ sto’
gettin’ licks in the dough ague and the big joe,
walkin’ out the door wid a gallon of jack,
sellin’ straight cess booze ’cause back then there weren’t no crack,
a matter fact, to this day,
i’m doin’ sh-t like grandpa in every way,
i got my hustle on, look i ain’t frontin’
jus’ a young n-gg- in this world tryin’ ta have somethin’ yeah
that’s the environment i know,
that’s how i was raised and that’s how i’m a go,
i dunno will i ever be a cell mate but i do know i’m never goin’ straight…
gansterism

yeah [toke] really doe [toke] 3-2 in the m-th-f-ckin’ house doe [toke]
down with the m-th-rf-ckin’ gb [toke]
and y’all gonna hear the original big baby really doe [toke]
and the m-th-rf-ckin’ 9 to the trey deuce!
i know you heard that big baby [toke] yeah [toke]
we got seag in the m-th-f-ckin’ house doe from oakland [toke] yeah
we got big mike yeeahuh, fattey hattey yeeahuh
we got big chief and ‘lil jay, really doe [toke]
say big baby, lookit mike d [laugh laugh]
you f-ckin’ b-tch! [laugh laugh laugh] really doe
bill in the m-th-f-ckin’ house, yeah
n-gg- ‘face and bill [toke] really doe [toke]
they can’t fade this soft sh-t doe [toke]
uh the they can’t fade it doe
i’m outta this beeyatch!
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