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Keep It Gangsta Songtext
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Keep It Gangsta Songtext

I got enough flows to spit, the coldest shit
Give you what you ′posed to get to close your lip
I got enough O's to get and hoes to hit
Try to stick your nose in shit, you′re frozen stiff

Talk about load your clip and O's you flip

When you ain't holding shit but dro′s and dick
Roll your spliff, take a toke
You either getting cake or broke

You can stay awake or quote
Take a note, take a vote
By a landslide, tell your man slide or I′ll shake your boat
Take your toast, this rap shit I make the oath
To get cake or estates by the lake or both
Bad hoes insatiable
See the snake eat steak, meet Faith and they hate the G.O.A.T
Yo it's too late to blow
Y′all run around pay for hoes, that's why your paper low


We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Front your block and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Cook them rocks and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wildin′, stylin', keep it gangsta

Shine, po′, I keep it gully like I'm supposed to
In that hard top something fronting
I must've fried, died, came back as a rapper
Scarface sniffing eights in my life after

Bone crushers on my hip ′cause shit get thick
In the midst of killers trying to get rich
I′m two shells from hell, tailor made for this life
District attorney trying to indict
When I don't give a fuck ′cause I'ma do me
′Til them hollow points rip through me

I was born to die, live for what?
Plush, sluts, bucks, guns and dust
Spent late nights in the kitchen wishing
Watching the pot boil, mixing, sniffing
Keeping America high and why wouldn't I?
Gangstas don′t talk, we beat the case and walk


We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Front your block and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Cook them rocks and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wildin', stylin', keep it gangsta

Yo, I got wild fed to earn, let the burn
Stop sign on your slot time, dead your turn
Lot of cats gotta wait ′til they dead to learn
Pastor read the sermon, you′re learning
I'm a wild card to play, guard your pay

Goodbye′s hard to say, cause your moms to pray
You're looking odd and gay, I′m modern day

I'ma rep ′til I'm hard and gray
Pardon me, I'ma make it hard today
Bombs away, launch grenades
At your entourage and blaze
Calm your rage, I ain′t even on your page
You see through like lingerie
Guns in a larger rate, hit the door
Kick the raw, spit the law, then spit some more
Everybody hit the floor, I′m quick to draw
Flows like hitting bitches raw, too sick to cure

We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Front your block and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Cook them rocks and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Drop the top and keep it gangsta
We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
Wildin', stylin′, keep it gangsta

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