Gangsta
Scarface, Lil' Keke, Coota Bang
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Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I got a bag in my pocket weigh at least a grand
Eightballs, quarter ounce, half of ki's and slabs
Wanna cook? I can cook for ya, soft come with it
Four-fifty on a ounce, if you want it come get it
You a smoker, buy a flip or you can smoke for free
Let the whole hood know that they can score from me
I'm the dopeman, dopeman, blue jeans saggin'
T-shirt, Chucks on, blue rag wearin'
I don't give a fuck holmes, laws keep starin'
But they can get the fuck on, cause I'm not sharin'
Block bleedin' 'til my heart stop, momma at home
She ain't workin' so my neighborhood keepin' me on
I'm a young nigga on one, I worship the grind
And if I ever got jammed, fuck it, give me my time
Cause I'm gon' be a big time cocaine slanger
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Hey, I'm in the hood posted up like I'm Big Shaq
I call Facemob to re-up on a fresh pack
I'm just a BG, believe me I pay the cost
And I got four grand, I'm tryin' to score a Nina Ross
I'm on the block where they flag fiends and chase cars
We on the cut with them zombies and them rockstars
My beeper goin' off, lil' homie say he got a yard
I keep it real and let him win on a quarter hard
A work-a-holic, I'ma chill on the street fame
I'm havin' crack dreams of cookin' up a whole thang
My pop peepin' that his son ain't the same man
But momma checkin' out the hustle and the game plan
Got clientele for six months I been goin' off
My hands magic, they do tricks when they touch soft
I'm from Herschelwood baby, I'm a gangbanger
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Yes indeed, I confess I'm blessed with G's
Bloodline from my grandpa Johnny Lee
Off D-Block with IGC, bulldog
Not just a rapper, dude really hood dog
Compact nine millimeter in my pocket
So watch it if you talkin' sideways or watchin'
Or an object go upside your noggin
Seventeen-oh-three military clockin'
I'm off that manor, we mobbin'
My relatives sleep, be robbin'
I'm lowkey kitchen in the process
If you's a hustler you pick up and count that
Swishahouse, down South where the North at
What's really hood homeboy? Where your mouth at?
Held down like a anchor on my ankle
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mane
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta