Gangsta Shit

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit [Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Gangsta nigga, I need a gangsta bitch 30 in the glizzy, that’s a gangsta clip Glizzy coming through here in a gangsta whip I only speak to niggas with a gun on their hip Rappers sneak dissing, still can’t get a deal My whole team living, you don’t know how it feel It’s either music murder or I’m going to jail Sometimes I be like fuck this shit, let me get back in the field My dogs with ski masks, know they hit and no they don’t just wear it Bitch I brought my own scale, here you go, you can weigh it I got bullets same size as a bitch nigga head We hop out that [?] spread, that’s when we get to spraying [Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit [Verse 2: Jeezy] Gangsta nigga, move how the gangstas move Want a crib like John Gotti with a gangsta pool Penthouse in the city with a gangsta view I mean that bitch all glass, bad bitch all ass Sell that steel in the tape, now that’s a gangsta flip Four on the backseat, now that’s a gangsta trip Rolls Ghost, sky dwelling, now that’s gangsta nigga Carbon rifle with the drum, that bitch will paint you nigga Gangsta bitch about her business, why I be fucking with shawty Plus I love my bro, bro that nigga keep that forty Blue big face hundreds on your dog like fleas Sitting on Italian leather, ordered this overseas All my niggas in the pen or they dead Had to pay for a couple funerals, sent some bread to the feds Gave me a bag full of ones so I guess you want to play It was rush hour traffic, I was busting broad day [Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit Gangsta shit, gangsta shit Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit