Where The Gangstas At

Gangsta time

Where my gangstas at?

Gangsta ville

Where all my gangstas at?

You know it ain't a gangsta ville without a dog pound

And a hog nigga, yea, special dedication

To all my gangsta niggas and to all my gangsta bitches

I'm sick wit it tho, check it out

I used to mash through the crowd

Makin' bitches wonder damn that nigga B-Legit's the man

It was 65 grand for the land

450, 4 by 4, hit the strip slow

Windows on tint so they can't look in

It's me the kingpin hit and Mac 10

On a trip about to hit up the 6, should I give up

Them niggas run up, they fucked, now what

Huh, who's that? That nigga Kurrupt

G'z up, hoes down, muthafucka blaze up

D.P.G.C. muthafucka g'd up

In all blue and gray all day always

Let the dogs out muthafucka

Hear the barking see the homies G-walking gangsta talkin'

Bitches low on dick often very often

Lil' beeyotch 135 pounds of all diack

I keep the house always stoppin' them dubbs to the bay

Fina fuck with B cousin and E fo tay

From my hood to yo' town it's all about the cash

Got the check and the hoe checkin' off in the stash

Don't worry 'bout Nathan, we out there slangin'

Mac an' Kurrupt stay down for whobangin'

Keep a fat sack of dope an' fo sho I'm Dealy

Maine, the first foo crossin' fo sho I'll kill 'em

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We gone keep it gangsta ain't go to pop

Push the six double O and the Rarri drop

Get the two tickets spread on top of the hill

Niggas bellin' 'em chucks makin' over a mill+

Keep the studio full of groupie hoes and choosas

In the gut bruisas an' three time losers

Mac 10 still thuggin', thats what's expected

And I vow to keep it ruff as long as I'm connected

Man I don't give a fuck about a bitch

Man I won't ever ever give em' shit

I hit the switch about 5 times

Then I make a switch and bust 5 rhymes

Swerve wit a homie that can serve 5 verbs

Man that's the life then go home to my wife

With my pistol Retire a nigga, now I'm a let my girl write my first verse

I hear it's funk on board, they need to let that go

Got killas gettin' down for a brick of snow

And for the right doe have your head chopped

Tag the drug, bitch you fuckin' with thugs

No time for pleasures, I got mills to buy judges

They rush us, tryin' to get too fast to touch us

They bust us, no we all burn for scraps

So tell me where the homies and my gangstas at

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