Are you looking for a topic Gangsta, Gangsta Lyrics :: Beanie Sigel right? If so, then you can watch it right here.
Table of Contents
Gangsta, Gangsta Lyrics :: Beanie Sigel | You can find many other song chords here
Gangsta, Gangsta – Beanie Sigel feat Kurupt
[Beanie Sigel]
(Yo) Who wanna f_ck wit’, the fat boy of the Roc?
(blldddttt) stick em, ha, another victim
Mac pullin’ capers again
F_ck with that money paper then
Light as a rock, gonna light up the block
Don’t believe in cases, goin all out
Paintin’ faces, switch my picture, like tradin’ places
For that money what?
Everybody hands up, or hands down money tucked
I flip the money trucks, money I don’t give a f_ck
Ay money, shut the f_ck up
It’s only a stickup
You don’t stand a chance, give it quick up
You ’bout to turn into an ambulance pickup
Enough with the cocky stuff, f_ck all that stocky stuff
Don’t get smacked like a hockey puck
I ain’t wit’ that rocky stuff
I’m strapped got this gat (Blah blah blah blah)
What?
[Chorus: Kurupt and Beanie 2x]
Gangsta gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nothing to it
One more time run through it, everybody hands up
Alright hands down money tucked
[Beanie Sigel]
I’m on fire like a molotov cocktail
I’m high off them cocktails
Dangerous gone broke, my aim is no joke
Duct taped, roped, strangle your folks
Box cut across the throat (nope)
Bang the four ’till it’s broke
Prey on n_ggas in a circlular pattern
Catch you playin’ craps, car in reverse
I’m circlin’ back
Man I stay up in them dice games, f_ck a ice chain
A Ice ring, I’m tryin’ to come up on some nice change
Incase a n_gga might swing, they gets a might thang
Pull out the right thang, show em it’s a spike thang
Make you do the right thing, like a Spike Lee joint
Bang that p_ssy and his right knee joint
You get the sergeant and cap couldn’t tell mack (freeze)
I’m like a rat dodgin’ traps when it come to the cheeze
Backwards wrapped my trough
Wont hesitate to clap ya folks
I’m on tilt like a rapid (?)
[Chorus 2x]
[Beanie Sigel]
Back now n_gga, all black down n_gga
Mack now, loaded up wit’ black towns n_gga
Frontline, clap down, backround n_ggas
One nine clap crowns, and smack down n_ggas
Keep rope to hogtie you pork ass n_ggas
Stuffin’ the boot to shoot hoops you sports ass n_gga
Wouldn’t shoot a game of pool
8-ball in the corner pocket, stop it
You n_ggas flippin’ Guess jeans profit
Disrespectin’ eskell, expectin’ to sell
You got seeds in ya weed, disrespectin’ the L
Don’t got 20’s on ya wheels disrespectin’ the car
You burnin rubber and that squad, disrespectin the tar
You n_ggas wore ass backwards, ‘vessinal gat
Same thing with your hustle, rustled and packed
The ball back on missions
Drop the east the mack more vicious
Back to snatch or crack off dishes
[Chorus 2x]
view 2,953 times
You can find more useful information here: Australia.xemloibaihat.com/lyric/
Gangsta, Gangsta Lyrics :: Beanie Sigel And searches related to this topic
#Gangsta #Gangsta #Lyrics #Beanie #Sigel
Gangsta, Gangsta Lyrics :: Beanie Sigel
>>See more useful information provided by us here: See here.
Review the information related to the topic Gangsta, Gangsta Lyrics :: Beanie Sigel again
Gangsta, Gangsta – Beanie Sigel feat Kurupt
[Beanie Sigel]
(Yo) Who wanna f_ck wit’, the fat boy of the Roc?
(blldddttt) stick em, ha, another victim
Mac pullin’ capers again
F_ck with that money paper then
Light as a rock, gonna light up the block
Don’t believe in cases, goin all out
Paintin’ faces, switch my picture, like tradin’ places
For that money what?
Everybody hands up, or hands down money tucked
I flip the money trucks, money I don’t give a f_ck
Ay money, shut the f_ck up
It’s only a stickup
You don’t stand a chance, give it quick up
You ’bout to turn into an ambulance pickup
Enough with the cocky stuff, f_ck all that stocky stuff
Don’t get smacked like a hockey puck
I ain’t wit’ that rocky stuff
I’m strapped got this gat (Blah blah blah blah)
What?
[Chorus: Kurupt and Beanie 2x]
Gangsta gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nothing to it
One more time run through it, everybody hands up
Alright hands down money tucked
[Beanie Sigel]
I’m on fire like a molotov cocktail
I’m high off them cocktails
Dangerous gone broke, my aim is no joke
Duct taped, roped, strangle your folks
Box cut across the throat (nope)
Bang the four ’till it’s broke
Prey on n_ggas in a circlular pattern
Catch you playin’ craps, car in reverse
I’m circlin’ back
Man I stay up in them dice games, f_ck a ice chain
A Ice ring, I’m tryin’ to come up on some nice change
Incase a n_gga might swing, they gets a might thang
Pull out the right thang, show em it’s a spike thang
Make you do the right thing, like a Spike Lee joint
Bang that p_ssy and his right knee joint
You get the sergeant and cap couldn’t tell mack (freeze)
I’m like a rat dodgin’ traps when it come to the cheeze
Backwards wrapped my trough
Wont hesitate to clap ya folks
I’m on tilt like a rapid (?)
[Chorus 2x]
[Beanie Sigel]
Back now n_gga, all black down n_gga
Mack now, loaded up wit’ black towns n_gga
Frontline, clap down, backround n_ggas
One nine clap crowns, and smack down n_ggas
Keep rope to hogtie you pork ass n_ggas
Stuffin’ the boot to shoot hoops you sports ass n_gga
Wouldn’t shoot a game of pool
8-ball in the corner pocket, stop it
You n_ggas flippin’ Guess jeans profit
Disrespectin’ eskell, expectin’ to sell
You got seeds in ya weed, disrespectin’ the L
Don’t got 20’s on ya wheels disrespectin’ the car
You burnin rubber and that squad, disrespectin the tar
You n_ggas wore ass backwards, ‘vessinal gat
Same thing with your hustle, rustled and packed
The ball back on missions
Drop the east the mack more vicious
Back to snatch or crack off dishes
[Chorus 2x]
view 2,953 times
Thank you very much for your interest in our article. We hope this information is of great value to you.