Gangsta Gangsta (Explicit)
NWA"Gangsta Gangsta (Explicit)" is a song by NWA, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:12 long and contains 127 lines and 999 words.
0:20Here's a little somethin' bout a ni**a like me
0:22Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary
0:25Ice cube would like ta say
0:27That I'm a crazy mutha f**ka from around the way
0:29Since I was a youth I smoked w**d out
0:32Now I'm the mutha f**ka that ya read about
0:34Takin' a life or two that's what the hell I do
0:37You don't like how I'm livin' well f**k you
0:39This is a gang and I'm in it
0:42My man dre'll f**k you up in a minute
0:44With a right left right left you're toothless
0:47And then you say Goddamn they ruthless
0:49Everywhere we go they say damn
0:52NWA's f**kin' up the program
0:54And then you realize we don't care
0:56We don't just say no we're too busy sayin' yeah
0:59About drinkin' straight out the eight bottle
1:01Do I look like a mutha f**kin' role model
1:04To a kid lookin' up ta me
1:06Life ain't nothin' but b**ches and money
1:08'Cause I'm tha type of ni**a that's built ta last
1:11If ya f**k wit me I'll put foot in ya a**
1:13See I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin'
1:17Yo what the f**k are they yellin'
1:18Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin'
1:21It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality
1:24Gangsta gangsta
1:25Hopin' you sophisticated motherf**kers hear
1:27What I have to say
1:28When me and my posse stepped in the house
1:31All the punk a** niggaz start breakin' out
1:33'Cause you know they know whassup
1:35So we started lookin' for the b**ches with the big butt
1:38Like her but she keep cryin'
1:40I got a boyfriend b**ch stop lyin'
1:43Dumb a** hooker ain't nuttin' but a dyke
1:45Suddenly I see some niggaz that I don't like
1:48Walked over to em and said Whassup
1:50The first ni**a that I saw hit 'em in the jaw
1:52Ren started stompin' 'em and so did e
1:55By that time got rushed by security
1:57Out the door but we don't quit
2:00Ren said let's start some sh*t
2:02I got a shotgun and here's the plot
2:05Takin' niggaz out with a flurry of buckshots
2:07Boom boom boom yeah I was gunnin'
2:10And then you look all you see is niggaz runnin'
2:12And fallin' and yellin' and pushing
2:13And screamin' and cussin'
2:15I stepped back and I kept bustin'
2:17And then I realized it's time for me to go
2:20So I stopped jumped in the vehicle
2:22It's like this because of that hoo ride
2:25NWA is wanted for a homicide
2:27'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last
2:29F**k wit me I'll put my foot in your a**
2:31See I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin'
2:35Yo what the f**k are they yellin'
2:37Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin'
2:39It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality
2:42Gangsta gangsta
2:43He'll tell you exactly how he feel
2:44And don't want a f**kin' thing back
2:46Homies all standin' around just hangin'
2:49Some d**e dealin' some gang bangin'
2:51We decide to roll and we deep
2:54See a ni**a on daytons and we creep
2:56Real slow and before you know
2:58I had my shotgun pointed in the window
3:01He got scared and hit the gas
3:04Right then I knew I had to smoke his a**
3:06He kept rollin' I jumped in the bucket
3:08We couldn't catch him so I said f**k it
3:11Then we headed right back to the fort
3:13Sweatin' all the b**ches in the biker shorts
3:15We didn't get no play from the ladies
3:18With six niggaz in a car are you crazy
3:21She was scared and it was showin'
3:23We all said f**k you b**ch and kept goin'
3:26To the hood and we was fin' to
3:28Find somethin' else to get into
3:30Like some p**sy or in fact
3:33A bum rush but we call it rat pack
3:35On a ni**a for nuttin' at all
3:37Ice cube'll go stupid when I'm full of eight ball
3:40I might stumble but still won't lose
3:43Now I'm dressed in the county blues
3:45'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last
3:47If you f**k wit me I'll put my foot in your a**
3:50I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin'
3:53Yo what the f**k are they yellin'
3:55Wait a minute wait a minute cut this sh*t
3:57Man whatcha gon' do now
3:58What we're gonna do right here is go back
4:00How far you goin' back
4:01Way back
4:02As we go a lil' somethin' like this hit it
4:04Here's a lil' gangsta short in size
4:07A t shirt levis is his only disguise
4:10Built like a tank yet hard to hit
4:12Ice cube and eazy e cold runnin' sh*t
4:14Well I'm eazy e the one they're talkin' about
4:17Ni**a tried to roll the dice and just crapped out
4:19Police tried to roll so it's time to go
4:21I creeped away real slow and jumped in the six fo'
4:24Wit the diamond in the back sun roof top
4:26Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean
4:29'Cause I'm the e I don't slang or bang
4:32I just smoke motherf**kers like it ain't no thang
4:34And all you b**ches you know I'm talkin' to you
4:36We want to f**k you eazy I want to f**k you too
4:39'Cause you see I don't really take no sh*t
4:41So let me tell you motherf**kers who you're f**kin' with
4:44'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last
4:46If you f**k wit me I'll put a foot in your a**
4:48I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin'
4:52Yo what the f**k are they yellin'
4:54Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin'
4:56It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality
4:59Gangsta gangsta
5:00He'll f**k up you and yours
5:01And anything that gets in his way
5:03Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin'
5:06It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality
5:08Gangsta gangsta
5:09He'll just call you a low life motherf**ker
5:12And talk about your funky ways ways
Here's a little somethin' bout a ni**a like me Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary Ice cube would like ta say That I'm a crazy mutha f**ka from around the way Since I was a youth I smoked w**d out Now I'm the mutha f**ka that ya read about Takin' a life or two that's what the hell I do You don't like how I'm livin' well f**k you This is a gang and I'm in it My man dre'll f**k you up in a minute With a right left right left you're toothless And then you say Goddamn they ruthless Everywhere we go they say damn NWA's f**kin' up the program And then you realize we don't care We don't just say no we're too busy sayin' yeah About drinkin' straight out the eight bottle Do I look like a mutha f**kin' role model To a kid lookin' up ta me Life ain't nothin' but b**ches and money 'Cause I'm tha type of ni**a that's built ta last If ya f**k wit me I'll put foot in ya a** See I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin' Yo what the f**k are they yellin' Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality Gangsta gangsta Hopin' you sophisticated motherf**kers hear What I have to say When me and my posse stepped in the house All the punk a** niggaz start breakin' out 'Cause you know they know whassup So we started lookin' for the b**ches with the big butt Like her but she keep cryin' I got a boyfriend b**ch stop lyin' Dumb a** hooker ain't nuttin' but a dyke Suddenly I see some niggaz that I don't like Walked over to em and said Whassup The first ni**a that I saw hit 'em in the jaw Ren started stompin' 'em and so did e By that time got rushed by security Out the door but we don't quit Ren said let's start some sh*t I got a shotgun and here's the plot Takin' niggaz out with a flurry of buckshots Boom boom boom yeah I was gunnin' And then you look all you see is niggaz runnin' And fallin' and yellin' and pushing And screamin' and cussin' I stepped back and I kept bustin' And then I realized it's time for me to go So I stopped jumped in the vehicle It's like this because of that hoo ride NWA is wanted for a homicide 'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last F**k wit me I'll put my foot in your a** See I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin' Yo what the f**k are they yellin' Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality Gangsta gangsta He'll tell you exactly how he feel And don't want a f**kin' thing back Homies all standin' around just hangin' Some d**e dealin' some gang bangin' We decide to roll and we deep See a ni**a on daytons and we creep Real slow and before you know I had my shotgun pointed in the window He got scared and hit the gas Right then I knew I had to smoke his a** He kept rollin' I jumped in the bucket We couldn't catch him so I said f**k it Then we headed right back to the fort Sweatin' all the b**ches in the biker shorts We didn't get no play from the ladies With six niggaz in a car are you crazy She was scared and it was showin' We all said f**k you b**ch and kept goin' To the hood and we was fin' to Find somethin' else to get into Like some p**sy or in fact A bum rush but we call it rat pack On a ni**a for nuttin' at all Ice cube'll go stupid when I'm full of eight ball I might stumble but still won't lose Now I'm dressed in the county blues 'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last If you f**k wit me I'll put my foot in your a** I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin' Yo what the f**k are they yellin' Wait a minute wait a minute cut this sh*t Man whatcha gon' do now What we're gonna do right here is go back How far you goin' back Way back As we go a lil' somethin' like this hit it Here's a lil' gangsta short in size A t shirt levis is his only disguise Built like a tank yet hard to hit Ice cube and eazy e cold runnin' sh*t Well I'm eazy e the one they're talkin' about Ni**a tried to roll the dice and just crapped out Police tried to roll so it's time to go I creeped away real slow and jumped in the six fo' Wit the diamond in the back sun roof top Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean 'Cause I'm the e I don't slang or bang I just smoke motherf**kers like it ain't no thang And all you b**ches you know I'm talkin' to you We want to f**k you eazy I want to f**k you too 'Cause you see I don't really take no sh*t So let me tell you motherf**kers who you're f**kin' with 'Cause I'm the type of ni**a that's built to last If you f**k wit me I'll put a foot in your a** I don't give a f**k 'cause I keep bailin' bailin' Yo what the f**k are they yellin' Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality Gangsta gangsta He'll f**k up you and yours And anything that gets in his way Gangsta gangsta that's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary it's all about reality reality Gangsta gangsta He'll just call you a low life motherf**ker And talk about your funky ways ways
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