[Intro: yo gotti]
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affilliated with them aphiliates
And this is gangsta s**t
[Hook: yo gotti]
Gloc 40, dope money make my pance sag
White tee, red hat, no flag
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Rolley watch, yo chain ain't shinig like mine
I'm in the club & they ain't throwing no signs
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Verse: yo gotti]
I'm a gasta ***a, I got a gansta grill
A ***a signed with stunna got like a half of mill
A lot hating they don't wanna see a gangsta chill
But f**k it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no ganstas in it
But every m**********are wanna play that gangsta image
N****s rap about bricks then they get all excited
I rap bout dope cause I sold & pray I don't get endited
And I ain't throwing no signs, claiming no colors or s**t
But got that p-90 rouger & it can get ugly in this b***h
My city watching my rearview, I'm speaking in codes
Cause I'm a gansta & I stay in gangsta mode,
Look I'm a gansga
[Hook: webbie]
Wife beater, with $600 pance on, 100 grand long
N***a I know what the fans want
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Take this rap & this fame s**t from me
Security & jewlery, iron all a ***a really need
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Verse: webbie]
Feast your eyes on a g, you suprised yeah it's me
Keep my eyes in the mirror, 4-5 on my seat
Ride mine on them feet, I can ride on any street
I ain't even gotta hide from a ***a cause I'm street
I'm a die up in these streets I got my mind made up
All my ****s k-ed up, ready for what for what ever come
Yeah a ***a getting money stunting ain't no thing to me
Dem hoes saw my phantom coming thougth I was jermaine dupree
Just hollered at my ***a b, I told it's time to roll
He told me ***a I kno, I told him ***a let's go
Gangsta musik 2 let's give the streets thath on there
And I bet a million real ****s go get this b***h of the shelf
And bet lil ****s will love to, stop me & my lil thug to
Trill fenta lock it, b***h watch it me & my lil thug to
Everybody show us love, so us we just show them love to
You f**k with a busta, we bust him up, you get drugged to
[Hook: lil boosie]
Tanktop, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Life stories, real s**t, real facts
Real ****s, real b*****s feel that
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta (boosie talking during hook):
I'm a keep it gangsta what up drama
I'm a keep it gangsta this is what ****s been waiting for
I'm a keep it gangsta check it out look
[Verse: lil boosie]
I spit this s**t from the bottom of my stomach
So try some I knock the bottom out ya stomach
It ain't nothig, momma like ooh my baby boy thuging
In love with guns & he can't stop clubing,
Never could tell him nothing
F**k real g's, with big nuts who flip keys on highways
Player made ****s, man who flip hoes off myspace
Luxery in driveways let your roof back ***a
That half of pill ain't doing the job, then throw ya two back ***a
My time to shine ****s playing, but I'm bout my bussines
Lats to drop, but off the top, the whole world know I'm the sickest,
Red monkey's to dickies, ***a got every color
From yo stae to 28, ****s got many hustles
My brothers the trill fam, love me because I'm loyal
Duke keep his s**t straped, because my watch will get me kidnaped, from my
Block to yo trap
N****s heads get bust, feds get dust
My trill ****s out here ready to bust
It's gansta
[Hook: lil boosie]
Tanktop, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Life stories, real s**t, real facts
Real ****s, real b*****s feel that
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Outro: dj drama talking at the end of the song]
Dj drama! A. M. G.!
Qaulity street music
They can't f**k with us! (Gansta grizzil)