"Gangsta" is a song by Yelawolf, A$AP Rocky, Big Henri, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:41 long and contains 82 lines and 630 words.
Lyrics
0:34There must've been something about my callous upbringing
0:37That got me into so much trouble at school and sh*t
0:40Could've been the drugs at home maybe
0:42I was just a foolish kid
0:44I soaked up everything that
0:45I could from the people that stayed at my house
0:48Biker gangs waking up to people that
0:50I didn't know crashed out on my couch
0:52Really didn't know at the time that
0:54I didn't have a normal life
0:56And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood
0:58I had to learn to fight
1:00And respect from the kids like me was immediately minority
1:04I guess it must've been that
1:05I don't give a f**k about none of y'all sh*t that sorted me
1:08Out from the rest of the haves
1:09And the have nots took me in as kin
1:11Outcast poor white trash and that's where
1:14I learned to make my friends
1:16But I've always been a weirdo to my homie cause
1:18I wanted to go be an entertainer
1:19He was selling rock out his window
1:21I was the rapper and my best friend was a
1:24Gangster gangster gangster
1:35Aye what we gettin' into tonight
1:37Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin'
1:39Gangster gangster
1:51So am I gonna risk my life to ride
1:53You're motherf**kin' right
1:54When your best friend is a gangster
1:55Danger we pistol banging another homicide
1:59Rollin' in the Chevy motherf**ker ride or die
2:03Ridin' in the scraper low it shake from side to side
2:07If the paper low his burner on his side murder on his mind
2:11Only 21 and still he strives to stay alive
2:15Feelin' paranoia too much pride to stay inside
2:19Ain't no time to wait around find the safest place to hide
2:22Drop a chopper lay you down it's the fastest way to God
2:27Grandmama tell him
2:29Son you gotta pray to God
2:31Gamble with your life and then you gotta pay the price
2:34Place your bet and roll the die than
2:37The Lord and pray to Christ
2:38'Cause you almost spent your life livin' as a young motherf**kin'
2:43Gangster gangster gangster
2:54Aye what we gettin' into tonight
2:56Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin'
2:59Gangster gangster
3:10So am I gonna risk my life to ride
3:13You're motherf**kin' right
3:14When your best friend is a gangster
3:22Ever look in the eyes of a G
3:24Cold cold world that's what you gon' see
3:26When the cash slow up masks go on
3:28Chevy slow up that's what it's gon' be
3:30Game so hot that a n**ga might melt
3:32OG stripes up under my belt
3:34Do it by myself I don't need no help
3:365 9 Hoover n**ga hat to the left
3:38Big Henry b**ch nobody else
3:40Ten toes down march n**ga step
3:42If I pop that trunk I'mma pop me a chump
3:44Leave a n**ga slumped with his chin in his chest
3:46Bang bang bang n**ga real G sh*t
3:48Half of these rappers ain't live like this
3:49On behalf of the streets I live like this
3:52Nobody really knows why it is like this
3:53When it comes to a buck I'm a mathematician
3:56Go and hit the block like a car collision
3:58N**gas talkin' money you ain't starvin' is ya
4:00You start to lose weight like there's poison in ya
4:02So go and write it down my n**ga pardon a n**ga
4:04F**k around and I'mma put a part in a n**ga
4:06Applaud a n**ga straight from the block
4:08Lord my n**ga you know the game don't stop that's
4:10Gangster gangster gangster
4:22Aye what we gettin' into tonight
4:23Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin'
4:26Gangster gangster
4:38So am I gonna risk my life to ride
4:40You're motherf**kin' right
4:41When your best friend is a gangster
There must've been something about my callous upbringing That got me into so much trouble at school and sh*t Could've been the drugs at home maybe I was just a foolish kid I soaked up everything that I could from the people that stayed at my house Biker gangs waking up to people that I didn't know crashed out on my couch Really didn't know at the time that I didn't have a normal life And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to fight And respect from the kids like me was immediately minority I guess it must've been that I don't give a f**k about none of y'all sh*t that sorted me Out from the rest of the haves And the have nots took me in as kin Outcast poor white trash and that's where I learned to make my friends But I've always been a weirdo to my homie cause I wanted to go be an entertainer He was selling rock out his window I was the rapper and my best friend was a Gangster gangster gangster Aye what we gettin' into tonight Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin' Gangster gangster So am I gonna risk my life to ride You're motherf**kin' right When your best friend is a gangster Danger we pistol banging another homicide Rollin' in the Chevy motherf**ker ride or die Ridin' in the scraper low it shake from side to side If the paper low his burner on his side murder on his mind Only 21 and still he strives to stay alive Feelin' paranoia too much pride to stay inside Ain't no time to wait around find the safest place to hide Drop a chopper lay you down it's the fastest way to God Grandmama tell him Son you gotta pray to God Gamble with your life and then you gotta pay the price Place your bet and roll the die than The Lord and pray to Christ 'Cause you almost spent your life livin' as a young motherf**kin' Gangster gangster gangster Aye what we gettin' into tonight Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin' Gangster gangster So am I gonna risk my life to ride You're motherf**kin' right When your best friend is a gangster Ever look in the eyes of a G Cold cold world that's what you gon' see When the cash slow up masks go on Chevy slow up that's what it's gon' be Game so hot that a n**ga might melt OG stripes up under my belt Do it by myself I don't need no help 5 9 Hoover n**ga hat to the left Big Henry b**ch nobody else Ten toes down march n**ga step If I pop that trunk I'mma pop me a chump Leave a n**ga slumped with his chin in his chest Bang bang bang n**ga real G sh*t Half of these rappers ain't live like this On behalf of the streets I live like this Nobody really knows why it is like this When it comes to a buck I'm a mathematician Go and hit the block like a car collision N**gas talkin' money you ain't starvin' is ya You start to lose weight like there's poison in ya So go and write it down my n**ga pardon a n**ga F**k around and I'mma put a part in a n**ga Applaud a n**ga straight from the block Lord my n**ga you know the game don't stop that's Gangster gangster gangster Aye what we gettin' into tonight Step into the ride lookin' through the eyes of a motherf**kin' Gangster gangster So am I gonna risk my life to ride You're motherf**kin' right When your best friend is a gangster
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