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[Chorus] Woooo, do you wanna pimp wit this guy Do a buck on a ninety-five Run with them hookers when they payin sheen Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta... Shittt, don't play wit me, and in the game I'm as real as they come Threw the knife, baby, out of the sun Even a susperstar, Cuz I'm a gangsta...
[W.C.] Now let's get one thing straight You fuckin with a nigga thats liable to catch a case I'll turn ya birthday into your worst day Bitch I'll have you on a high-speed chase on the first day Umm, try 'n throw, I'm so, affiliated This greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin faded Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome wires n switches A nigga wit mo' crimes to riches A ghetto jumpstart, Post it up with the tiny homies in my momma's front yard A hood pioneer, can't function without the smell of gunpowder And fish fryin' in the air I'm a sheist nigga, Check for ice nigga Bitch, You got the wrong nigga if you want a nice nigga I'm Dub C, fuck a MC, catch me in a MC on a buck twenty, Bitch fuck wit me...
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[Ice Cube] Some bitches don't believe I can spit that 'Izm Till they wind up wit dick all in 'em. Till they find theyself pullin' off denim Intoxicated, off this venom I kick game, big game, Nickname Insane, Ice Cube spit flame Yall niggaz gone feel it down-range Body feel strange (Blah!!) No brain I'm a throwback, that know how a gangsta do it and a hoe' act Get off tha dick if you don't wanna blow dat Cuz bitches trip the Bulls, act like Prozac. Now there's Gangsta-ism, and tribalism I'm only fuckin, wit survivalism Fo-fo to the do' is my religion, Now wha's yours Pray, before I bust yours...
[Chorus] Wooo! La la laa la la la la la la la, gangsta... Wooo! La la laa la la la la la la la, I'm a gangsta...
[Mack 10] Every time I come around bitches starin at me Point nigga Mack 10 from the Dub S-C Wit a L.A. fitted hat and a fresh white tee Fulla flair and pizzazz but I'm a straight up G Cocky cuz I'm rich, look good and I know it But I'm confused on what to be, a deep boy or poet Head is mandatory, bitch, there's so much to blow it If I do fall for you I refuse to show it So if you think I ain't pimpin, Man that shit is absurd I stay hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, fuck what chu heard You say you down for me, shit but thats only words Wanna show me love bitch, I wanna play wit a bird So regardless of the weather, bitch don't get the chedda' And keep big daddy ridin' two-three's or betta Wood on the dash wit the peanut-butta' leather And like that Al Qaeda love we can blow up togetha', Holla...
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Wooo! La la laa la la la la la la la, gangsta... Wooo! La la laa la la la la la la la, I'm a gangsta...
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