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mr. bigg - gangstas, ballaz, hustlaz, playas lyrics

gangstas, gangstas
ballaz, ballaz
hustlaz, hustlaz
playas, playas
gangstas, gangstas
ballaz, ballaz
hustlaz, hustlaz
playas, playas

now ain’t this a b-tch
them n-ggas got my name
in some police sh-t
i don’t sell no crack
but i can sell you some raps
i’ve did that sh-t for 12 years
and all i got was 12 years worth of f-ckin tears
i lost my cars, i lost my cribs
i got shot a bunch of times
friends told on friends
my baby momma say that she loves me
then i got them hoes up in the street that want to f-ck me
and ride around in my sh-t intel they free to suck my d-ck
l!ckin on my b-lls, cause i took them all to the mall
baby, i’m a millionaire call me a boss player
i had fun on the run

so this is for the

gangstas, gangstas
ballaz, ballaz
hustlaz, hustlaz
playas, playas

i’m tired stayin up late, i done lost to much weight
and peepin out the window every 15 mother f-ckin minutes
i’m tired of babys askin me were i’m goin to
am i comin home, ( i hope i do)
when i see your next birthday
baby i can’t say, i play out these hills
just to see another year, every gangster likes hoes, and clothes and cars
i can’t be your daddy and a f-ckin rap star
black folks keep strugglin to make it
and everything we get, the police try to take it
they want to find out how i am livin down south
and send me to the feds, and a auction on my house
put my name in the newspapers, call me a mince
and send me to the pin, with a mandatory 10
i ain’t proud of won’t i did, i ain’t mad cause i done it
the cookies make the cakes, and cakes make the money

gangstas, gangstas
ballaz, ballaz
hustlaz, hustlaz
playas, playas

so you think want to be like mr. mother f-ckin biggs, huh
you want your head full of gray hair
you want to shot n-ggas and get shot up
then take your stupid -ss right there and do it then

i might get a chance to see the streets before i’m old
keep a clean record they might give me parole
50/50 chance that i make it, i don’t know, i know i am ready to leave
but they ain’t ready to let me go
i am on my bed, thinking about some sh-t a b-tch done said
i’m sittin down on my walk, with a number on my forehead
dogg, this sh-t has got me in some danger, my mother f-ckin gangstas n-ggas

gangstas, gangstas
ballaz, ballaz
hustlaz, hustlaz
playas, playas

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