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troy ave - heaven for a gangsta freestyle lyrics

[hook:]
and bsb we them gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
man all you other n-gg-s w-nksters, pranksters no thank you
what you sellin huh?
and bsb we them gangsters, gangsters, gangsters
these other n-gg-s they some w-nksters, pranksters no thank you
we ain’t buying what you sellin

[verse 1:]
a n-gg- almost caught a federal charge working that federal job
got my foot in the door got my n-gg-s involved
went 4 5 for the week then 6k for a job
i was phoning in gills call me young steve jobs
if you coming with 50 we gon’ need 10 of that
and if it’s over a hundred my n-gg- you do the math
and they dealing in cash so my n-gg-s buying and cheat
and i was f-cking the stewardess my n-gg-s flying for free
wish i could get more of that but i’m a leave it at that
you crackers came from you boy
was trying to leave me to rot
federal investigations had to keep it intact
see i was dodging them bullets like i was neo and black
wish i was caught in the matrix but i’m just stating the facts
they have surveillance and statements and they was dating it back
i wasn’t playing with that i got the f-ck out of dodge
told them n-gg-s come and catch me when they placing charge

[verse 2:]
my name block i’m a dealer out the dope game
and i hang with some n-gg-s out the low game
me and the streets we got a special romance
i’m on them everyday coughing like an old n-gg-
toe toes blow smoke and get dough
got some glocks with fully extendo
starts blowing through that cartridge just like playing nintendo
hear me clearly there’s nothing that fear me
got a chrome tech 9 i suggest you should fear me
c-ke rise of pit, scotty if you don’t know
picky inside the zip, number to let you know
and f-ck a microwave i’m old school
with the coffee pot so top doing rag through the string
drop a ten and talk to traitors how you cap through me
speak that hit the back don’t get out for free
flip a coin to be turning your faith
either way f-ck you that -ss whiping your taste
and don’t forget to gank a bust on your face
straight p-ss, mad sh-lls, flee pursuing no trace
and don’t forget to gank a bust in your face
straight p-ss, mad sh-lls, flee pursuing no trace

[verse 3:]
i’m a king on these streets reigning supreme on this b-tch
i speak the lingo of b-tch when i go in they go preach
p-ss a paddle for dough digging d-ck for the hoes
money all for b-tches and foes put a price on your head and get sow
bought my hood to the world troy ave in this b-tch
bought my rollie with pearl facing this briss
say it’s hot on the lips turn the paper or bricks
heavy weight on my belts made by louie and fen
but my pants still sag ’cause in my pockets is plenty
i protected with sammy all the madic extendi
you be chip to a clip make the movie the emmy
how he pounding in the motherf-cker oh mj

- troy ave lyrics

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