Gotta Love Gangsta’s lyrics

[Intro: The Realest]
Ha ha ha, mutha-f*ckin' westside n*ggas
Gotta love gangstas
(You got to love a gangsta)
You gotta love gangstas
Tha Realest
Richie Rich
And mutha-f*ckin' Scarface
Gotta love gangstas
Why? How we ride
(You got to love a gangsta)

[Verse 1: The Realest]
Who can we tell about our conversations?
Nobody, cuz these n*ggas always playa hatin'
Cuz we gangsta's
Every corner that we off 'n turn
So many n*ggas lost their lives, so our hearts were burned
Eternally, we talkin' cold to get our points across
Everybody know The Don is the f*ckin' boss
Ain't no top secrets in the desk or hidin' dead bodies
Keep your mouth closed and never ever tell nobody
Or you'll be murdered
Get an alias, that's a smart move
So many snitches around, sometimes we often lose
From n*ggas bullsh*ttin'
Breakin' down under pressure
I have no choice but to take some f*ckin' drastic measures
Throughout the world, smugglin' drugs through the 50 states
And overseas, we learn the ways to communicate
Stay up on game n*gga
Tattle-tale don't last long
Just remember these rules and then you'll stand strong
We never communicate with strangers
It's the last sucka
So you gotta love gangstas
[Hook: The Realest]
Gotta love gangstas cuz gangstas do thug sh*t
I said you gotta love gangstas cuz we don't take no bullsh*t
You gotta love gangstas because we mash for dreams
You gotta love gangstas because we ride on our enemies

Richie Rich! Ha ha ha
Tha Realest
You know you love gangstas
You like the way they do things
You understand me?
(Check this out)

[Verse 2: Richie Rich]
n*gga tweek on it
But before you speak on it
Don't talk on it if you can't walk on it
It's deep, ain't it?
Picasso can't paint it
I'm tough wit it
These n*ggas pass, puff wit it
Choke on it
Since Tha Realest spoke on it
I'll die wit it
Mutha-f*cka get high wit it
I did it
He did it
'Face do it
Be true to it
Many n*ggas new to it
It hurt, don't it?
Nutty square n*ggas want it
But can't fit it
Ha ha, it take a gangsta to get it
[Hook: The Realest]

[Verse 3: The Realest]
Tattoos cover my whole body
Alias name on the streets, they call him John Gotti
For puttin' in work n*gga
Soldiers sometimes die daily
Don't shed no tears, cuz in my mind, only God can save me
No bullsh*t
Penitentiaries can't hold my pain
They often set a n*gga up for their own selfish game
And that's no lie
Open your eyes and peep this sh*t clearly
So many gangsta's have died, and they're missed dearly
And that's for real homie
Pick 'em out and tell me who
I got the last sucka, that'll love to go and do 'em
Twelve 'll blast a n*gga
Nobody knows his name
They only know his face
This is the introduction
To Mista Scarface

[Verse 4: Scarface]
Gangsta love, shermy, Super Sport on dubs
Mobbin' deep in the club for the homies and thugs
n*ggas who ride for they sh*t, die for they sh*t
Smokin' fry up in this b*tch
Down to fire on this snitch
What the f*ck are they yellin'? (Gangsta)
In love wit how we do that, pullin' away
Totin' 2 straps, now who dat?
Thinkin' they bad enough to run up on n*ggas who ain't givin' a f*ck
n*gga you want some?
[Hook: The Realest]

[Outro]
Ha ha ha
Mutha-f*ckin' gangsta's (westside)
Richie Rich
Mutha-f*ckin' Scarface ride on them mutha-f*ckin' rits(?)
3 of the realest gangstas you mutha-f*ckas ever heard
Locked down sh*t from the east, west, and the mutha-f*ckin' south
(The west, south, and the mutha-f*ckin' east n*ggas)
Thug sh*t, thug sh*t
Gotta love gangstas (gotta love us)
b*tch n*ggas run from us
Mutha-f*ckin' gangsta sh*t