That`z Gangsta Shit Lyrics

That`z Gangsta Shit

f/ Roscoe







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Hey, ok lets do it, Young Gotti 



Yeah, you dont know about kurupt Young Gotti ok



Let me show you something man







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)



Nigga yeah gangsta'd up, yeah one time for your mind



Gangsta shit (x4)



We don't give a fuck we, we smashing in the cut



Thats gangsta shit (x4)







Nigga, what the fuck you looking at



You don't know me from jack, acting like you got a strap



but cha'll is niggaz 'n' bustaz, just a banch of punk motherfuckers



Kurupt Young Gotti life in a potti



You know me nigga, 2 shotty yeah, that stands for a reason 



Busting on niggaz when its hunting season



Gangstafied, living my life, do or die



You could feel the vibe, its all inside



Its Humo size, its homicidal and its very vital



You could see these bitch niggaz, they ain't shit



Acting like a bitch, like Kurupt 'Whats going on nigga'







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)







For me to bomb on that bitch nigga



Like it ain't shit, 



Cause you's a motherfucken BITCH!







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)



Thats gangsta Shit 



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit



Thats hussy shit



Thats gangsta Shit







Thats the shit I'm talking about



The homeys walk about, 5 miles



Kurupt get on the mic and spit 5 styles



It really don't matter cause I'm hostile



Leave niggaz up in the hospital



Conic, chronic, get from the middle



Looking at a nigga cause to get played 



like the cat played the fiddle



Don't matter, cause they can't unsolve the riddle



What the fuck we cracking in Californa



Wit niggaz come up and blast on ya



I never gave a fuck about a bitch



Kurupt Young Gotti bitch make me rich



Next thing you know, I step to the side



The homeboy hump already to ride



T-C rollin, you know T-Cellin



Nigga rollin through a homie Roscoe deling







[Roscoe]



Kurupt and Roscoe holocaustal hostal



Colousal concanjerish from Los Angeles







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)







Now who got them fo's bouncing down the streets



And always got they heat Kurupt Young Gotti







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)







Nigga who be in the corp



And don't give a fuck Big Nate nigga



Big Snoop, you bitch niggaz







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)







Nigga ride dipping never gave a fuck 



And we just so G'd to a T







Thats gangsta Shit (x4)







Ammos all you bitch niggaz be trynna be



G like me, nigga







You ain't gangsta shit (x3)



You's just a bitch







Nigga, I like my switches to hope



I want all my motherfucken gates burning



Niggaz ain't looking and niggaz ain't learning



Just 1 turn and everythings turning



These bitch niggaz need to step up



Cause Kurupt to me, no concerning



Just money earning like money earning



Mt burning wit 2 hammers laying niggaz down



This is just the way the Dogg Pound roam around



Looking at bitch niggaz when we hit town



Like what the fuck do you 



Bitch niggaz wanna see wit Kurupt



Now thats gangsta shit and thats more then that



Thats Kurupt Young Gotti wit the 40 cow strap



Bout to lay dis nigga, I spray dis nigga



I 'K' dis nigga, L-A dis nigga



Is just a bitch-BITCH!



Trip off the nigga homie lets shake