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geto boys - when it gets gangsta lyrics

[z-ro]
when it get gangsta.
when it get gangsta, yeah
when it get gangsta – will these motherf-ckers ride or die
when it get gangsta, yeah
b-tch n-gg- you ain’t no soldier, you gon’ hide and cry

[willie d]
well let me tell you a lil’ somethin ’bout the n-gg-z i roll with
we chin check b-tches, we don’t go for that ho sh-t
come to the bl–dy nickel tryin to stunt
fifty thou’ say i knock yo’ -ss out with one punch
and i don’t care how many gangsta rap songs you listen to
or the fact you smoke weed and pack a gun, i see the b-tch in you
i ain’t just {?} sh-lls, be sparkin the marks
i put a clip in you like it’s a walk in the park
you can try to make bond, but i’ma stick to the script
hit you with the pistol grip and make your l-dog flip
youse a punk, youse a b-tch, i’ll say it to your face
youse a punk youse a b-tch that testified for the state
all them cowards watchin your back, just don’t matter
all i gotta do is clap one and the rest gon’ scatter
you click on easy targets and cats who don’t bust back
n-gg-z thinkin y’all the real but tell me this

[chorus: z-ro]
when it get gangsta – is your n-gg-z gonna fight or run?
when it get gangsta, yeah
the n-gg-z that be b-mpin they be tuckin they tongue
when it get gangsta – will these motherf-ckers ride or die
when it get gangsta, yeah
b-tch n-gg- you ain’t no soldier, you gon’ hide and cry

[scarface]
p-ss-es fabricated, i’m made, you hoes made up
i speak like i live it doggie, you hoes hate us
i cook and rock it cause all you hoes cake up
i’m ridin on all of you stupid hoes, pay up
what’s all this wolfin n-gg-z is barkin, come f-ck with me fool
and i’ma put a hole inside yo’ -ss with this tool
seven shots, n-gg-z is gutter, we get in yo’ sh-t
talkin greasy like you runnin somethin, squeezin your d-ck
what is you itchy, what’s really n-gg-? call from the block
loud talkin like you scared n-gg-z, boy youse a mark
you know real n-gg-z move quiet and quick to do dirt
put this pistol up against your jersey, squeeze it and skirt
murder be dirty {?} but that’s in the plan
and here’s somethin that you can’t understand
how i can just up and five-finger kill me a man
this game right here for real, you n-gg-z playin, but

[chorus]

[willie d]
n-gg-z always tell me how real i sound when i flow
that’s cause the sh-t i talk about, i done done it befo’
other rappers mouth off, that’s just protection talk
i done robbed, sold dope, squeezed and left ’em in chalk
yeah, them hard styles ain’t about nuttin c-cksucker
lookin mean ain’t never killed a motherf-cker
so what you been to the pen and they call you a killer
i still draw this desert e and spit at you n-gg-
my mind is made up, just b-lls and my word
any b-st-rd that f-cked with mine gon’ get scurred
keep thinkin i’m playin, keep thinkin i’m kiddin
i’ll bust yo’ motherf-ckin head wide open like a watermelon
homeboy ’bout to get his -ss whupped blue
and he gon’ probably sue, cause that’s what p-ss-es do
some say it ain’t worth it but f-ck that sh-t
i’d rather die like a soldier than to live like a b-tch

[chorus]

[z-ro] when it gets gangsta.

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