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styles p - gangster and a gentleman lyrics

[styles talking]
yes, pay full attention
this is for gangstas, this is for gentlemen
there’s two kind of people out there
i happen to be the boss type
i’m a product of my environment
blame the streets, i am what they made me

[styles – verse one]
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 had me in corona, queens
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

[chorus (repeat 2x) – styles]
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 – verse two]
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 baggin up, me and golf
then sh-t start addin up, we gettin smart
now we on broadway, coppin our own base
bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle
drink an oe and scramble 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
f-ck me up worst when i went to the group home

[chorus (repeat 2x) – styles]
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 – verse three]
i’m leavin out a lotta sh-t, n-gg- it’s too real
my alcoholic backround, 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
got n-gg-s i can’t name, outta state 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

[chorus (repeat 2x) – styles]
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 talking in car]
this gangsta and this gentleman sh-t, is about being humble
but at the same time, let n-gg-s know what’s real
and when i say you real, i could flip
but at the same time, i could talk to a n-gg- at the same time
if he don’t respect that, then you gotta show ’em you’re gangsta
he respect that you show ’em you’re gentleman
cause you respect him as a man
that’s what a gangsta and a gentleman is about

- styles p lyrics

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