Just Another Gangsta (Explicit)
Birdman"Just Another Gangsta (Explicit)" is a song by Birdman, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:33 long and contains 108 lines and 678 words.
0:01Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
0:04Yeah yeah yeah
0:08Nino
0:08Nino
0:09Nino look
0:10D-Roc D-roc D-roc
0:11I pull up in that yeah
0:12Two-forty on the dash
0:14Smart n***a I could make a treasure out a trash
0:17Sonning these n***as
0:18They respect me like a dad
0:19Just another gangster
0:21Yeah whoadie I'm a jag
0:22Jag jag
0:24Two-forty on the dash
0:25Smart n***a I could make a treasure out a trash
0:28Trash trash
0:29They respect me like a dad
0:31Just another gangster
0:32Yeah whoadie I'm a jag
0:34Y'all chase b***hes I chase bags
0:36Shopping up in liv ballet slippers for the swag
0:39And I just got a new crib crib crib
0:41'Cause I was stuck and had to get it how I live
0:43Live live
0:44Me and my cousin had to write our own scripts so
0:46We with the hustling
0:47We was small when we was buying cars
0:49Stayed in our budget
0:50Can't do nothin' from behind bars
0:52Nothin' but suffering
0:53I know criminals in all the wards
0:55And I don't judge 'em
0:56And I don't judge 'em
0:57MVP I'm on some James Harden
0:59And f**k a nine to five I'm on some money ploy
1:01You got your money in the bag
1:03I need a forklift
1:04I ain't good with falling of
1:05I'm tryna make the forbes list hey
1:07I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash
1:10Smart I could make a treasure out a trash
1:13Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad
1:16Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag
1:19Jag jag
1:20Two-forty on the dash
1:22Smart I could make a treasure out a trash
1:24Trash trash
1:26They respect me like a dad
1:27Just another gangster
1:28Yeah whoadie I'm a jag
1:30Two-fifty on the whip a hundred on the tag
1:33The Gucci with the cash two hundred on the dash
1:36Bad foreign with the curves and all
1:38She love a real shot call and ball
1:41See my bloods been popping from my neck of the woods
1:44And then we came up ice rocking
1:45Put the candy on wood
1:47Put the stunting in full it's all gravy and good
1:50Put potatoes on the nine 'em we do it
1:53Shine is a must the people we duck
1:55We chalk a down while we standing him up
1:58I'm just a 3rd ward big money on me
2:01We come from the bottom
2:02Survive and make it
2:04I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash
2:07Smart I could make a treasure out a trash
2:09Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad
2:12Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag
2:15Jag jag
2:17Two-forty on the dash
2:18Smart I could make a treasure out a trash trash trash
2:22They respect me like a dad
2:24Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag
2:26Had to learn my own craft I was on the wrong path
2:29I was out here living dirty 'til I took a long bath
2:32I done got my together
2:33Aow I got my own staff
2:35'Bout to my right hand man up
2:36'Cause that want half
2:38He see me in my new 'fit
2:39This just ain't simping it
2:41This make them bad
2:42Get close like they kin to me
2:44G code in my bones ain't no boy in my tones
2:46And I always keep tools with me case anything goes wrong
2:49D-boying these
2:50They gon' talk when I'm gone
2:52Street who with me gon'
2:54Text message my phone
2:56They want to knock me off my throne
2:58Try try try but they can't take me out of my zone
3:00I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash
3:03Smart I could make a treasure out a trash
3:06Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad
3:09Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag
3:12Jag jag
3:13Two-forty on the dash
3:14Smart I could make a treasure out a trash trash trash
3:19They respect me like a dad
3:20Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag
3:23Original
3:25Hot boy
3:26You heard me
3:27Solid like a rock
3:28Yeah stand tall in the fall
3:32Black
3:33Chopper with the sticks bananas one
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Nino Nino Nino look D-Roc D-roc D-roc I pull up in that yeah Two-forty on the dash Smart n***a I could make a treasure out a trash Sonning these n***as They respect me like a dad Just another gangster Yeah whoadie I'm a jag Jag jag Two-forty on the dash Smart n***a I could make a treasure out a trash Trash trash They respect me like a dad Just another gangster Yeah whoadie I'm a jag Y'all chase b***hes I chase bags Shopping up in liv ballet slippers for the swag And I just got a new crib crib crib 'Cause I was stuck and had to get it how I live Live live Me and my cousin had to write our own scripts so We with the hustling We was small when we was buying cars Stayed in our budget Can't do nothin' from behind bars Nothin' but suffering I know criminals in all the wards And I don't judge 'em And I don't judge 'em MVP I'm on some James Harden And f**k a nine to five I'm on some money ploy You got your money in the bag I need a forklift I ain't good with falling of I'm tryna make the forbes list hey I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag Jag jag Two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash Trash trash They respect me like a dad Just another gangster Yeah whoadie I'm a jag Two-fifty on the whip a hundred on the tag The Gucci with the cash two hundred on the dash Bad foreign with the curves and all She love a real shot call and ball See my bloods been popping from my neck of the woods And then we came up ice rocking Put the candy on wood Put the stunting in full it's all gravy and good Put potatoes on the nine 'em we do it Shine is a must the people we duck We chalk a down while we standing him up I'm just a 3rd ward big money on me We come from the bottom Survive and make it I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag Jag jag Two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash trash trash They respect me like a dad Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag Had to learn my own craft I was on the wrong path I was out here living dirty 'til I took a long bath I done got my together Aow I got my own staff 'Bout to my right hand man up 'Cause that want half He see me in my new 'fit This just ain't simping it This make them bad Get close like they kin to me G code in my bones ain't no boy in my tones And I always keep tools with me case anything goes wrong D-boying these They gon' talk when I'm gone Street who with me gon' Text message my phone They want to knock me off my throne Try try try but they can't take me out of my zone I pull up in that yeah two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash Sonnin' these they respect me like a dad Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag Jag jag Two-forty on the dash Smart I could make a treasure out a trash trash trash They respect me like a dad Just another gangster yeah whoadie I'm a jag Original Hot boy You heard me Solid like a rock Yeah stand tall in the fall Black Chopper with the sticks bananas one
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