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styles p - a gangster and a gentleman lyrics

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my pops came from bed stuy, my mom came from africa
i’m more a n-gg- if you know what i mean
they hooked up in the ’70’s when liquor and weed was heavy
and have me and crone their dreams

by the time i was seven my mom left my pop
then we moved to the south side of yonkers, new york
then my mom remarried, had my little brother gary
my sister a year later, let me gather my thoughts

by the time i was nine, i was outta my mind
my step pops didn’t like me beat me outta my mind
ten and eleven the same i never would change
he still had to hit me, aggravate a little n-gg-

still wearin’ skippys
bob had adidas and pumas, i could a had a pair
my mommy said, wait ’til christmas but i needed ’em sooner
if you heard i was broke dawg it wasn’t a rumor

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

it was 1986 and i was twelve years old
that’s right around the time when crack came out
it was the best thing that happened to me
i swear to god ’cause i was gettin’ everything that i was askin’ about

first we started off bangin’ up, me and golf
then sh-t start addin’ up, we gettin’ smart
now we on broadway, coppin’ our own bench
bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle

drink a old ease grem like it wasn’t tomorrow
i’m gettin’ kicked out of junior high, thinkin’ i’m grown
god bust with the yellow rabbit
and i had every color dealt we was gettin’ it on

i was out robbin’ mexicans six in the morn’
mom said, i’d had to ep again, rip it i’m gone
n-gg- get a little loony and grown, soup in the dome
b-mp me up worst when i went to the group home

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

i’m leavin’ out a lotta sh-t, n-gg- it’s too real
my alcoholic back round, the welfare motels
abuse that i had to take struggle at my mom’s recruit
how the f-ck i’m gon bomb wit you

and the cases i got up to date told you that i bust a eight
my n-gg-s i can’t name, outta state, my n-gg-s f-ck with weight
little brother gone but i got a baby angel
you f-ckin’ with a dirty name, don’t let these n-gg-s change you

the present’s what you get
and the past is what make the man future
i can’t tell you i ain’t god or lil’ superman
no there ain’t a s on my chest, but it’s a d on my block
(d block)
and said life the deepest lesson is death

i’m determined and i’m disciplined and destined to rest
i’m a gangsta and a gentleman, panero the best
when i p-ss i’m like gas, motherf-ckers
’cause i’m a leave a stain that you’ll never forget

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

i said, gangstas ride, ride with me
gentlemen live your life, live it up
’cause gangstas die, we all gon die
it’s only a matter of time, the clock tickin’

- styles p lyrics

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