Keep It Gangsta

[Chorus: Jeezy]

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

[Verse 1: Jeezy]

This one's for you and I ain't talkin' Bud Light

HK nigga with that little red light

Whole club bouncin, errbody strapped up

Pull it out my pants and make errbody back up

Fuck a record deal, the boy just too real

Watch him cook it on the stove, man the boy got skills

Streets is talkin, whole hood's whisperin

Careful what I say cause I know them folks listenin

It's your boy Mr. Seventeen-Five

My lil mamma hold the strap and the work while I drive

Take it out the wrap and I put it on the scale

But keep that on the low cause I ain't tryna go to jail

[Chorus: Jeezy]

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

[Verse 2: Slick Pulla]

They call me Slick Manning cause my vision's great

Toss shells like pigskins when I squeeze the eight

Think I start for the Braves, way I rep the A

Like John Smoltz in his prime when I pitch the K

Got the scale in my pocket on a suicide grind

Yams in the strap facin suicide time

Outlandish wit it man, it's stupid how we shine

Catch me in them bunkers with them troops all the time

I eat like Saddam but I'm sick like Uday

Keeps some youngsters with me and they all bout gunplay

We been had the streets jammed up to stock

We down south niggas but the plugs up top

[Chorus: Jeezy]

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

[Verse 3: Blood Raw]

This for gangstas, I ain't talkin bout you busters

Chopper toters, money getters, naw not you suckers

Cooler than a fan, colder than a freezer

Still in the hood, ridin sixes on the Regal

Still on MLK, still got a side

Still get money and I'm still in the trap

Lil mamma say she like me plus she know I'm hood

I'm a fool with laying pipe, and she know I'm good

I got a spot for the yay, Uncle Pete keep the K's

Auntie Shirley got the money, if they rush then we straight

Eight Seven Thirty Two shawty, leave it in my pager

We ain't talkin on them phones cause I know you talkin paper

[Chorus: Jeezy]

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

I keep it gangsta and they love that shit (hey)

If you's a gangsta you gon' love this shit