Gangsta E

Other people hating. Yeah, yeah, yeah. For Sure. You know saying? You going crazy out here. Shout to you. Shout what up. Holding it down for me, you know I mean? Come on, come on. You my wife with no papers, my gangsta bitch. First time I got caught, you tried to shank The bitch. Ain't scared to get down, she'll bust Off rounds. Smoke a Newport, cut me out, Bust me down. Catch me looking at another chick, She curse me out. Dead serious, But at times she act silly. Jump out the truck at the light to get The Philly. Rolling it up, chasing down the ice Cream truck. I wait a half an hour for Your hair to get braided. She leaving dirty messages on three-way pagers. Taught her how to roll CeeLo and spit razors. She hit triple six first time out in Vegas. Never got shook when feds knocked down the door. She had the coke, a scared chick with a Flusher raw. And we can live it up, eat Lobster shrimp. Or get grimy with a quarter bag Of potato chips. She's the gangsta. Gangsta. 'Cause she's the gangsta. Gangsta. I need a down chick that wouldn't mind loading My clips. And wouldn't blow her mind if I Showed her a brick. In and out of the Grind with the focus for chips. Blowing from one town with her controlling the whip. Re-up for me and make sure she double the Flip. She a sophisticated thug bitch that move her Hips. She catch you for your setup when you Move your shit. But most of the time she Throw the cold shoulder to guys. Smoke in the ride, hoodie low over her eyes. She know she a dime, baby nine shot to Her thighs. Gotta be live, help me count dough In a five. And when I'm gone for weeks On them OT moves, she don't trip. She's a gangsta, she knows the rules. Giving me hell is now something to lose. God forbid I slip up and land in jail. My murder mommy put the house up to make The bail. She's the gangsta. Gangsta. 'Cause she's the gangsta. Gangsta. Behind a real nigga there's a real bitch, They lie to me. See my bitch walk right Beside of me. I've been in situations, Seen her ride for me. She lick my gun wounds, even did my time With me. Ain't nothing she can't have or get That girl anything. Tattoo our names on our fingers for wedding rings. Are you that chick? Do you rep sticky? We split it down the middle, everything 40/60. Are you that chick for rich or poor? The only one I eat out, the only one I hit raw. Keep you covered in ice till You start shivering. And baby's fat goose thugged out with pink Timberlands. Me and her, we like Bonnie and Clyde. I'm holding heat and the money and she ride Or ride. She make other bitches mad 'cause she More bitch than they ever been. This beautiful, intelligent, talented, charming Heroine. She's the gangsta. Gangsta. 'Cause she's the gangsta. Gangsta. live for Me, you'll kill for me. Through the blood shed tears, you still with me. But you real with me, smoke fire with me. With the judge and the eyes straight fire for Me. Count bills with me, you'll kill for me. Through the blood shed tears, you still with Me. But you you'll kill for me. With the Judge Eyes Straight fire for me.