Ganksta Nip Keep Striving Lyrics

Keep Striving Lyrics

[Ganksta Nip] 

Yo, yo, yo. What's up? It's your boy Ganksta Nip.

Showin love for everybody.

Lettin everybody know it's a new millennium. We gotta get our minds right.

We can't go into the new millennium with the old mind state.

Which is ignorance, know what I'm sayin?

We gotta come together, pull our resources, 

praise God, and hope, for the best.



[Verse One]

I over came everything

Every obstacle tryin to hold me down

And young G that's a shame

The way brothers do brothers cold

It ain't worth sellin your soul to go gold

And that ain't real, and I'ma tell you the deal

Homies locked in the pen, tryin to get in the pen

I gotta, keep strivin and raise on up

And you can't hold me down like that Mase and Puff

I keep God in my heart I stay so smart

Billboard psychopath, and I'm holdin the charts

I can't be held down I can't be held

Hold up, I think I just saw the five-o's roll up

Never ever on the street can i let somebody drop me

My determination is to great to let somebody stop me

Psycho Nip, South Park, A soldier with heart

And I got love for Lil J for givin me my start



(Hook)



I gotta keep strivin' and raise in up

And you can't hold me down like that Mase and Puff 



(Repeat 4X)



[Verse Two]

Rest in peace Fat Pat, cause cops gon' drop

Same thing Big Steve, cause the love don't stop

Bobby Boy, ESG, and Lil Keke

And bring it back to DJ Skew and I'm the psych N-I-P

And C-Note, Mad Hatter playa keep on sippin

Herschelwood understood D-E-A ain't trippin

We showin love everybody comin with skills

KB [?] house park side keepin it real

And we ain't trippin, even bout no [???] man

Holla at the South Park Mexican

For real, this the deal, Psycho Nip come skills

Robert Muhammad, mosque 45, knowledge to build

But I'ma psycho thug I come from down south

And I'm holla at Lo' Light, 5th Ward Boys in the house

And Double-O, E-Roc, Yellow Twins ain't afraid

and if it wasn't for Scarface I woulda never got paid



(Hook 4X)



[Verse Three]

And I'm from H-Town, where we hustle for skrilla

Where my hustlers move keys young playa we killas

All Day MLK these boys slang lley

Ounce, six quarters, halfs, and bust AK's

We roll thick, trick, we [???] with guns

And if we don't hit the weed lounge

We gon' hit the [??], for real

Who's the rapper to put South Park and the map

It was me N-I-P Psycho Nip with a strap, for real



[Ganksta Nip]

You know what I'm sayin?

It's your boy Ganksta Nip. 

First playa world wide with an album from South Park.

Much love to J.B. on the track. Slash on the mix. Know what I'm sayin?

And it's done, engineered at Pyya Rhytums.

My boy steve, Happy Alone Records, Corpse-Town. We keepin it real.

S.P.C. Psych Ward, Wreckless Klan, Mosque 45. ( huh )

We can't be stopped.



(Hook 4X)