| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| I’m a gangsta for life
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| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| Reeeeeal gangsta (LET, GO!)
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| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| I’m a gangsta for life
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| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| Reeeeeal gangsta (LET, IT, GO!)
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| Yeah, yeah, uhh, G-G-G-G you know!
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| Uhh. |
| the game took a turn crazy, it’s all gravy
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| Thanks to 50 Cent and Shady, they gon’play me These lil’niggaz can’t fade me, they just babies
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| Play me I’m arm crazy, I’m Tom Brady
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| Emeralds and baguettes when I’m hoppin up off the jet
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| A nigga reach for that and I’m choppin him in his neck
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| One big remix, and she’ll be on my penis
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| If my flow had a phoenix and my paws are the cleanest
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| 9-millimeters in the bars and arenas
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| If you hood then you seen us, with wood in the Beamers
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| I’m that new nigga, they all over Adidas
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| When they see us they don’t charge that shit, they wanna be us
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| (LET, IT, GO!)
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| When we pressed to go, body restin up They wan’mop up all that blood, but he’s testin us The moon eclipse, is a mess and ah We’ll compose they testin oh (LET, GO!)
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| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| I’m a gangsta for life
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| I’m a gannnnngsta
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| Don’t fuck around and start some fight
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| Yeah, yeah! |
| (LET, IT, GO!)
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| I’m Marvin Bernard, hip-hop goin hard
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| Feds ran in the crib, squad all in my yard
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| I’m the high school dropout, crack game genius
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| The mac’ll turn your back into «Kill Bill"arenas
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| I’m — criminal minded — you’ve been blinded
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| Feds lookin for my bricks but can’t find it Maneuver with the Ruger, the grip is rubber
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| My Frank Mueller, is dipped in them rainbow colors
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| Bein broke is a disease, I need that guap and that cheddar
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| I learned that, in the Maybach, with Fif’and Mayweather
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| Mix the milk with Amaretta, my beretta’s in my leather
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| My tiger striped eagle make your people need weather (LET, IT, GO!)
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| I want to dance
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| IIIII’m, reachin up and, huh |