Gangsta

Akon, T-Money, K-Boy

I keep that gun on my lap 'cause I'm a gangsta

Surrounded by red and blue rags 'cause I'm a gangsta

The ladies loving the swag 'cause I'm a gangsta

Know I'm 'bout to get me a bag 'cause I'm a gangsta

'Cause I'm a gangsta

If I get a word, they spinning your block

'Cause I'm a gangsta

Disrespect the gang, you losing your life

I'm a West LA baby off Pico and Cloverdale

We invented fly cripping, my nigga, you know the deal

Mad spill hustlers, money, feeling hoes

This ain't no rap money, nigga, this is all off dro

Ball thirty summers, that was all off snow

Rich nigga convo, this is all I know

Vacheron watch, two hundred thou', no ice

Jewish boy see the piece on the wrist like, "That's nice"

Bad bitch on the arm, what you living like?

It's different over here, we just living life

Could've took the whole damn pie, but I left a slice

Yesterday you didn't lock in, that's not today's price

Crip business from the West to the low bottoms

Money first to the pack, who want problems?

Niggas keep running they mouth

We have them YNs come to your house, knock knock

I keep that gun on my lap 'cause I'm a gangsta

Surrounded by red and blue rags 'cause I'm a gangsta

The ladies loving the swag 'cause I'm a gangsta

Know I'm 'bout to get me a bag 'cause I'm a gangsta

'Cause I'm a gangsta

If I get a word, they spinning your block

'Cause I'm a gangsta

Disrespect the gang, you losing your life

Whoa, I'm a gangsta off the East, niggas know that

.45 To your chest like an MJ throwback

Catch me in the hood on the block with a dope bag

Your name ain't good on your side, can't go back

Young prime time in the set, I play the corner

Georgetown snapback, you think I was a Hoya?

Ride with the gun on my lap, paranoia

You don't want a strap, I'm the black De La Hoya

Got some young killers, if I get a word, they gon' go

You in love with that bitch, but you know she a ho

She do it big for the set, on that dick she a pro

I got an ese plug and I get it for the low

Bang on the suckers, the same routine

The bitches love us, blue rags and blue shoestrings

My whole hood full of divos

We keep it gangsta, Central Ave down to Pico, move!

I keep that gun on my lap 'cause I'm a gangsta

Surrounded by red and blue rags 'cause I'm a gangsta

The ladies loving the swag 'cause I'm a gangsta

Know I'm 'bout to get me a bag 'cause I'm a gangsta

'Cause I'm a gangsta

If I get a word, they spinning your block

'Cause I'm a gangsta

Disrespect the gang, you losing your life