Текст песни
I mean to me I gotta do what I Gotta do to survive. It's like I've been placed under these conditions, Man, where I gotta do what I gotta do, You know? They don't understand that though. These streets is all I know, And it made me everything I am. Nigga, I'm a gangsta. Nothing compares to the shit that I see. My people be hustling and struggling to eat. Trying to get rid of the pain and defeat. Mentally, physically dying for peace. What is the point when we can't even sleep? Hearing the gunshots and sirens outside. Homocide, genocide, ready to die. My people see evil like all of the time. When will they leave us alone? Trying to be strong without a home. I'm sick of it, slanging my song with my Chrome with a song. 'Cause now they want us gone, and I'll be Damned if I'm a coward. A menace to society, don't lie to me, We matter. Got me slanging powder, Rocking everything I can. Don't judge me for the choices made when you Don't understand. Gotta be another way to live this life with No pain and strife. Just trying to survive without Having to fight. But every damn night cops take A life and wanna take our rights, so we Paying the price. And it's nothing nice, another Sacrifice. This shit is dedicated to my people gone, So I'ma carry on till your name is known. Till they call me home without a microphone. Remaining strong, but don't test my heart. You never could imagine what I had and lost. Better play your part 'cause the streets is hard. When we losing faith, so we pray to God. Amen. You know it's been a minute. Yeah. I've been living by these rules I know. All I know. But I'm in it just to Win it. Yeah. Can't no hater ever stop my Flow. Nah, nah. These streets is all I know. All I know. And it made me everything I Am. Yeah. Nigga, I'm a gangsta. Yeah. Time continuum in a millennium. Sharpest opinion, process the medium. Shit can get tedious. In it, no love for Affiliates. Vending my circle, mysterious. Surrounded by followers, most of them idiots. I am umbilical, nothing is seamless. Jigga my follicle, running the module. Stepping on niggas like I am the prodigal son. Not what you thought it was, huh? Just like I thought he would run. Betcha I'm hitting like tongues. Skeptic, I'm shitting for fun. Ready like drums in the one. Trust me, this not what you want. Hella militia like bees in a swarm. Team full of killers, don't need to be warned. Hot like a skillet, y'all know that they feeling The alarm. Palate be torn. Feeling so rare in this form. Had to prepare to be gone. How you been pussy so long? Thought he was With it and missing the funk. Hard to admit it, I went for the trunk. He ran for the hills, I let off in Chunks. 'Cause niggas is static, don't mess with the Punks. Think it's that time of the month. To collect and looking for crumbs. Payment respected, respect the response. Been down for a minute, only the strong. Structure lieutenant, I'm sticking Saddam. No room for no tenancy, skeets in my palm. Shutting shit down like Iraqis and bombs. Live by the creed, never condone. Stitches and bitches, I cannot be cloned. Nigga you know that I cannot be cloned. You know it's been a minute. Yeah. I've been living by these rules I know. All I know. But I'm in it just to Win it. Yeah. Can't no hater ever stop my Flow. Nah, nah. These streets is all I know. All I know. And it made me everything I Am. Yeah. Nigga, I'm a gangsta.
Cane Dubb, Brio Braze — Imma Gangsta
«Imma Gangsta» — Cane Dubb, Brio Braze. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:30. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
