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z-ro - i'm a gangsta (1999) lyrics

(-talking-)
yo yo yo (yeah man), this how we do it out here
you know i mean, ain’t nothing but straight hustle
you know i mean, yeah

[hook]
if you didn’t know that, i’m a gangsta
making that money, if you stiff me i’ma gank ya
better off, b-tch n-gga i’ma bank ya
yes n-gga, i’d like to thank ya
if you didn’t know b-tch, i’m a gangsta
making that money, if you stiff me i’ma gank ya
hit you so swift, and i’ma bank ya

[daz]
i’m just a gangsta, i f-ck with gangstas
what’s up to my n-ggas, that don’t f-ck around with prankstas
i ain’t no ordinary, my commesary stay fat
put em on they back, like this and like that
clack-clack, n-ggas’ll get your strap
get capped, we putting n-ggas on they back
now day’s, you know my f-cking rhyme pays
they fiend for this sh-t, that’s how they seen us how they grave
i’m a slave, until my f-cking wicked ways
that’s how i do it now-a-day’s, to get paid
i drink my o.e., my homie told me
that you a b-tch -ss n-gga, sucker and fony
tell me what you need, that’s what i really got
your homie last week, them n-ggas got shot
stone and bombed out, i’m headed down south
holla at my n-gga z-ro, what we all about

[hook]

[tony montana]
my whole d-mn life, been nothing but gangsta activity
straight out the womb, the doctor said no possibility
for me to be a fortunate member, of the society
been robbery robbery, intimidation and anxiety
holler if you feel me, i’m a gangsta to the bone
leave bullets when i’m p-ssed, you don’t wanna cross me homes
indeco umbravo, estaso wando en fuego
tony montana a chicano, cubano who want some paper
leave you stretched on the streets, 2-86 degrees
if gangsta living ducking prison, when you f-cking with g’s
never stopping the grind, for life i stay hustling
the real montana, z-ro and daz straight busting

[law fleze]
sleezy talking bout what gangsta is, you a gangsta b-tch
i doubt it, but you green like a heineken bottle
plus you see through, i can see right behind you
you got broad in you, so walk like a model
you say you got gats, bet mine is bigger
got more rockets in my house, than the compact center
z-ro knock n-ggas out, daz he jack n-ggas
but law fleze, i’m just gangsta n-gga

[hook]

[z-ro]
all y’all n-ggas, better recognize
or somebody gon be a victim, of my tech tonight
i love nothing, you think i’m bluffing you can come and try me
i’m a gangsta, and i been thugging way since the early 90’s
boss packers, get dealt with
i been busting my b-tch so much, she almost melted
had to switch up and get a chopper, cause i might get murdered if my heat jam
but i ready to die with a ak, you don’t wanna f-ck with me man
my aim, is straighter than a perm
them big ol’ bullets, make motherf-ckers wiggle like worms
z-ro the crooked is not a hoe, but some n-ggas think i’m lying
trying to stop me stacking, but hater you can’t hold me down
i’m unstoppable, but presidential records trying to stop me
i’m a living breathing pistol, and road blocks will only c-ck me
when i bust, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
better get a weapon, cause it’s murder when they f-cking with us

[hook – 2x]

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