Real gangstas stand up, they dick Bitch sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Real stand up, hold they dick Bitch sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggaz see me when I come And ain't no denyin' that big motherfuckers is twenty-five Swayin' in and out of line, six double, oh Deuce zeroes, I'm feelin' the streets is mine
Mines hustle, Dinero, heat's confined See fall guys than Foreman Ali combined If there's beef, I'm releasin' And I won't stop 'til them Escalade seats recline
The kid roll with a nine, come through and blast I return shots like Ashe You do the math, ten shots, ten dead Fuck bein' sorry, it nuthin' but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a survivin' up the ambulance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him And The Game ain't to win, fuck the awards So, keep that ass horn and that Neil Armstrong, nigga
Real gangstas stand up, they dick niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of is you? I'm the type to a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Trust me, dog, shit you can put in your rap That'll make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that Niggaz thinkin' I my Chuck, put the gun back in the holsters I weave through traffic in a roaster
But that stop the heater from bangin' or me comin' through all y'all niggaz with three in the chamber Keep two when I'm rollin', one in the changer One when I push the button's right next to the cup
Dog, we can get shit over, I got ten on The Game say that Lee Harvey crack ya brain Ain't look over my shoulder, I'm good with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's good with the
And the corner's real good that pickup A1 good with the cleaning, they can get the rest of that shit up 'Cause I kill the hiccups, two at a time Put you niggaz next to each other, how I do 'em in
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch niggaz sit to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you
Come through in a big boy, the bullshit at home If beef cook, I'm bringin' the chrome If I die then I'm leavin' a but if I live Through the drama one mo' then them boys gotta dig
I think about who shot me, I listen to Big When I'm rhymin' on the road, I to Jig Bump Nas off that purple, sittin' on the And when I'm loadin' up them clips, I to 'Pac
A semi with me like Murphy, got mo' guns F A B O L O U S got jerseys And you might get 'em all in the face shit get thick Make the of your head look like Jerome Kearsey
And nuthin' to do a drive by in the hood We ain't even got survival but I'ma still take ride Bet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze on it Think this a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of is you? I'm the type to a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you