Damn It Feels Good to Be a Gangsta lyrics

[Verse 1: Scarface]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass n*gga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass n*gga never runs his f*cking mouth
'Cause real gangsta-ass n*ggas don't start fights
And n*ggas always gotta high cap
Showing all his boys how he shot 'em
But real gangsta-ass n*ggas don't flex nuts
'Cause real gangsta-ass n*ggas know they got 'em
Now, everything is cool in the mind of a gangsta
'Cause gangsta-ass n*ggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five, ayo, 24/7
'Cause real gangsta-ass n*ggas don't sleep
And all I gotta say to you, wannabe, gonnabe
c*cksucking, pus*y-eating pranksters
Is when the fire dies down, what the f*ck you gonna do?
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta

[Verse 2: Bushwick Bill]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
Feeding the poor and helping out with their bills
Although I was born in Jamaica
Now, I'm in the U.S. making deals
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
I mean, one that you don't really know
Riding around town in a drop-top Benz
Hitting switches in my black '64
Now, gangsta-ass n*ggas come in all shapes and colors
Some got killed in the past
But this gangsta here was a smart one
Started living for the Lord and I'll last
Now, all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, pus*y-eating, c*cksucking pranksters:
When the sh*t jumps off, what the f*ck you gonna do?
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
[Verse 3: Scarface]
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass n*gga knows the play
The real gangsta-ass n*ggas get the flyest of the b*tches
Ask that gangsta-ass n*gga Lil J
Now, b*tches look at gangsta-ass n*ggas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch the b*tch all alone, get the digits, take her out
And end up hitting the ass with the meat
'Cause gangsta-ass n*ggas be the game-players
And everything's quiet in the clique
A gangsta-ass n*gga pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain't telling off sh*t
Real gangsta-ass n*ggas don't talk much
All you hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-ass n*ggas don't run for sh*t
'Cause real gangsta-ass n*ggas can't run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin' sh*t do the sh*t
Hit the pen and let a mothaf*cka shank ya
But n*ggas like myself kick back and peep game
'Cause damn it feels good to be a gangsta

("And now, a word from the President.")

[Verse 4 - J. Prince]
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
Getting voted in to the White House
Everything looking good to the people of the world
But the Mafia family is my boss
So every now and then I owe a favor getting down
Like letting a big drug shipment through
And send 'em to the poor community
So we can bust you know who
So voters of the world keep supporting me
And I promise to take you very far
Other leaders better not upset me
Or I'll send a million troops to die at war
To all you Republicans, that helped me win
I sincerely like to thank you
’Cause now I got the world swinging from my nuts
And damn it feels good to be a gangsta