Gangsta lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Produced by Nez & Rio]

[Intro: Joy]
Hello... Hello? f*ck rap, my daddy a gangsta

[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q

[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
What it do, young n*ggas? What it do, young b*tches?
I got my drink in my cup, I got my Backwood, no Swishers
And b*tch, I'm faded, f*cking faded, yeah, I'm famous
What? I'm famous, f*cking famous, n*gga I made it!
When I was broke, I got me that nine
With that nine, I hit me that lick
And then with that lick, it came with that yola
With that yola, it came with your b*tch
And see now your b*tch, she gon' work on that corner
I don't care if that ho got pneumonia
Give me racks and you won't get a quota
She don't run game, I'm the only controller
So what's up now? Straight pimpin' over here
And I put that sh*t on Vers, n*gga
I been checking ass all on the curb, n*gga
You could tell that she f*cking with a Figg n*gga
What it is, n*gga? Perrier Jouet Rosé, I might relocate
Out of my mind, this world, I'm high, goddammit, I'm fly
(Yay-yay) My grandma showed me my first strap
My n*gga Rat-Tone always had the flyest gats
I finally got mine... dirt nap
Real n*ggas don't die homeboy, we multiply
And sh*t, come around my town you clown, that's suicide
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q

[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
My momma said don't be that, the lil n*gga that sell crack
Gangbanger that street jack
Always trying to figure where the beef at
Knock-knock, put your brain on the doormat
b*tch n*gga, what you call that?
We on block patrol, n*gga f*ck your roll, got the gat on me
n*gga look, it's right here, bulldog bark, you could die right here
Real gangsta n*ggas don't have no fear
Real n*ggas never tattoo their tears
Hopping out of vans, disturbing your plans
All hoodied up, no Wu-Tang Clan
Three Js letting off through that Aryan, call that b*tch 3 for 10
I'm f*cking up the streets again
Tags on the toes all amongst your friends
Let the barrel spin, get blended in, embrace the funk
Groovy as I'm running through your system
Seem like you only target Hindu victims
Red dot, chicken pox type symptoms
Sad day, had his whole family sickened
Trying to state the facts
We don't care if he elect you black, we got a strap
Gangsta sh*t, she with me if I'm broke or rich, I got a b*tch
Ain't sober, kush odor, kush sodas, crip stoner
Real soldier, head off shoulders, makeover
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, we
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, G
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, groove
Gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, gangsta, gangsta-gangsta, Q

[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Figg Side! (They want that gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, uhh
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock, YAWK
(Gangsta sh*t, gangsta sh*t)
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