uhh, uh-huh-UHH-UHHStraight gangsta nigga. cause you`re fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta niggaIt was a, full moon in the beginnin of MarchBout the end of Winter `74The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin and spinnin womenCats with big hats slammin Cadillac doorsWho choosin hoes, you losin hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoesYou motherfucker y`all ain`t used to no hoesNiggaz wanna LoJack, track your bitches, shack your bitchesI pimps up, smack my bitchesYou wanna fuck trick your bitchesI duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitchPlus I keep a gat at arm reach You ain`t no hustler youse a car thief, nigga where your car keys?Crack topic, back block itThirty-one long black top it, you can`t stop it, gat top itBlack Mack, black glock it, blast rocketSit your faggot-ass on your back pocket (bitch)It`s not a game, prickStraight gangsta nigga.

cause you`re fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta niggaThink it`s a game `til them thangs come outI bang out `til your brains hang out. Think it`s a game `til them thangs come outI bang out `til your brains hang out.

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