Gangsta

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
(The Free Nationals)

You know, my daddy was a gangsta
And father before him was a damn thug
I'ma learn to escape without these handcuffs
I ain't going to court to see no damn judge

Cocked a four-fifth, blow knobs up the hinge
My security guard big, but inside a punk, -
You's a trick, -, you's a wankster, wankster
And my pop was a gangsta

That hoe when I need sex, give me throat when I need neck
Love her more when I'm in wreck, I reply when I see text
I forgot her, God be vexed, say no more, my God say less
Copy, copy, I'll be back, wear the tech, it's back in cap
So, turn on your "thank-you cap" before I push this sh- way back
I'm the n-, copy facts, like that, I'll stop where I be at, hold up

Most of my memories phase, like all my enemies' names
Like the Lion King, I'm in a way, I'm just here to reclaim
Sipped on my Hennessy drink, sipped on my Henny
Go on, my memory bank 'til it's empty
On the G-side of things, on the street side of things
Would a word bad mean 18 kind of things? (Yeah)
And these - is serving life 18 kind of ways
And that was way before the 18th, by the way

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta

Yeah, I roll to my perfection, and I smoke with no detection
Baddest hoes in my direction, ain't no hoe in my reflection
I get chicks for my complexion, I'm a pimp, I know you guessed it
Can't be bitchin', can't be questioned, I got gold in my complexion
Brozen stone in my new necklace, I got hoes for my -
I got votes for my election, I got hoes for all my brethren, hold up

You know, my daddy was a gangsta
And father before him was a damn thug
I'ma learn to escape without these handcuffs
I ain't going to court to see no damn judge

Gangsta, gang-gang-gangsta
Gang, gang, gang, gangsta
Gangsta, gang-gang-gang-gangsta
Gangsta, my father was a gangsta

F- that hoe when I need sex, give me throat when I need neck
Love her more when I'm in wreck, I reply when I see text
I forgot her, God be vexed, say no more, my God say less
Copy, copy, I'll be back, wear the tech, it's back in cap
So, turn on your "thank-you cap" before I push this - way back
I'm the n-, copy facts, like that, I'll stop where I be at, hold up

(The Free Nationals)