Gangsta lyrics

by

T.I.


[Young Dro Talking]
(Gangsta repeated in background)
I'm feelin' this n*gga
Is this what they want it to sound like?
I know its our first time out and e'rything
But you want to hear it like this?
On the first go around? ok?
This is what its supposed to sound like!

[Hook]
Gangsta, Soldier, fruity-fruit dro'd up
Young Dro, yea but I done goddamn growed up
10 a Ki now, got the whole block sewed up
E'rybody smokin' me, kush n*gga roll up

[Talking]
Hold up Drama, I smell some sticky sh*t in the air
Give me a second to light this sh*t up right here
Yea, now we're smokin'
Now we ready
The room gettin' real cloudy and sh*t!

[Hook] 2x

[Verse 1]
Heyy, where you at?
I'm ridin' through the A
I don't know where to turn to
Ya'll look thirsty
My Cutty looks like orange juice
442, f*ck ridin' I'mma burn through
The mob don't concern you
We cleaner than your germ proof
Money ain't a thing
b*tch I'm straighter than a perm boo
28 Asantis
Ridin' tall me and Kern too
"I don't like Drizzle"
Hey b*tch you gotta learn to
n*gga say he underground
I'mma send my worm through
I know where they live at
I know where they kill at
I know where they deal at and
I know where the pills at
24,5, whole thing, that's for real, black
Ain't no short numbers for all you short comers
Ay, the trap off the chain
b*tch we beating like drummers
You ball for 2 days
We ball the whole summer
I came back flippin' bricks
b*tch I do numbers
Gangsta, Gangsta
All you get is drama n*gga
[Hook] 2x

[Verse 2]
Who am I?
Young Dro, I'm supreme
I'm a lotta sh*t
I buy a lotta bricks
To ride in my Impala with
Columbine shotty sh*t
My car look like an Oreo
Brown paint, white guts
Armani Emporio
Son of the Holy Ghost
Try me its prime beef
Shoot a n*gga in the back of the eye with the 9 heat
n*ggas can't define me
I'm Trigger, finna mount you
Black belt ninja sh*t
I'm flippin' up yo house too
Kill 'em Dro
I'm bout to
Benz sauerkraut coupe
C-4 by the pounds
I'll make a n*gga house move
I know all about you
You full off a mouthful
I can eat a city and a state
And drink a whole lake
Ride around with old yay
88's OK, big brick specialist
28's OK, told 'em bout the F-650's
And ride terrificly
b*tch say she don't like Dro
Why the f*ck you sniffin' me?
[Hook] 2x

[Verse 3]
Ride wit' me shorty
While I let this "Shoulda Lean" play
White people like me
I'm on MTV with Green Day
Green ice, green K
+Packers+ like the +Green Bay+
King n*gga plus my birthday on Martin Luther King Day
Yea, I got a Charger but I'm whippin' out a Stingray
Just cause I was overseas swimming 'round stingrays
Rollin' off a bean OK?
Might be lookin' mean OK?
I ain't really mad
I'm just grindin' on my teeth OK
Chevy paint tropical
A Ween Away A Weem Away
Got 'em callin' FEMA
Cause the Choppers on Katrina Spray
My connect is so sweet
Jacob watch on me today
I'm hard I don't need to play
With grams and its 3 today
Ya'll sell chickens
Me and Shawn Doe got that eagle yay
I'mma be a soldier, man
And I'mma keep it G today
20-60 wet paint
These hoes ridin' wit' me today
Bubble Kush, eyes is red
Its hard for me to see today
[Hook] 2x
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