Gangsta lyrics

[Intro: Ludacris]
Run that sh*t
Who said something bout some gangstas? (ahh)
Who said something bout some gangstas?
Whoo Kid said something bout some gangstas
Ludacris is Disturbin Tha Peace
I-20, goddamn it, said something bout some gangstas
Titti Boi we so muthaf*ckin gangsta
Whoo Kid
Uh
Ludacris is like this check it
Yo

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
I'm not your average every day type of n*gga
I'm anti-shy I satisfy like a Snicker
Kick you in the right spot. hit you with my best shot
Six o'clock meet me by the dock on the set spot
Ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies
Cause your nose is so big it fits holes twice your size
I rise to the occasion, my grace is amazing
I f*ck with ya mind just like an Algebra equation
I'm Mafioso so don't go nowhere 'cause I'm known to go loco so Coco beware
No pain relief when I'm eatin beef without the j*rky
Hang tough like tits and I got more stuff than turkey
Hurt me, hurt me, then leave me alone
When I'm upset I'm breakin sh*t like turbo and Ozone
I'm gonna snap, and slap a n*gga in a hurry
It's Chris gettin p*ssed while y'all vision's gettin' blurry
[Chorus: Ludacris]
Gangstas
Ludacris and we talkin' bout some gangstas
I-20 who said something bout some gangstas
It's Whoo Kid motherf*cker we some gangstas
Titti Boi what's up! we some gangstas
It's DTP and we just talkin' 'bout gangstas
I-20 get on the motherf*ckin gangstas
Get on the mic and let's talk about these gangstas
What's up n*gga

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
I got my money right, game tight, f*ck hoes in the same night
Fly in town, change flights, bracelet, ring or chain ice
Trick I ain't your ordinary, [?] [?] these floors cherry
Customize the war ready (Uh huh), why you think the door's heavy (Yea!)
Hoppin' out on old cats that did it wrong and hoes that I sh*tted on (Uh), with throwbacks and fitted on (Uh)
[?] Jackson [?] gone, they go back and get it for 'em (Uh)
Just know that the kid is touring, your so wack, your sh*t is boring
Fame got these groupies callin', streets is watching, n*ggas scheming 'cause I'm gleaming, n*ggas bleeding every evening, dope heads on that corner leaning
And I ain't leaving any good enough reason (Uh-uh) unless the hood is all freezing (Uh huh), I'm living good in all seasons (Yea), believe him
My buzz ain't just local they feel me out in Cali yo from Magnolia to Cali bro, real n*ggas don't marry hoes
They married to money, Mac-11's and Calicos and don't pick up suitcases they hire n*ggas to carry those, yea (Gangsta)

[Chorus: Ludacris]
Ludacris and we talkin' bout some gangstas
I-20 who said something bout some gangstas
It's Whoo Kid motherf*cker we some gangstas
Titti Boi what's up! we some gangstas
It's DTP and we just talkin' 'bout gangstas
I-20 get on the motherf*ckin gangstas
Get on the mic and let's talk about these gangstas
What's up n*gga
Woo