One two for my crew, three fo' for the dough that I'm
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Makin', five six seven for the lives that I'm
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Takin', eight nine ten for my singers
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Start over at one because I ran out of fingers
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But I got a finger for you and it's the middle
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And like Batman, you'll be plagued with a riddle
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Who do you think you are, and who are you gonna
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Be, so you can make the money like me
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I grew up on the streets of some town I never been in
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I write rhymes about crimes I never did and get the women
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And when I'm done I go home and stare blankly out the window
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And get back to killin' everything...on Nintendo
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Next year when my career is caput
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I'll find another image that'll work just as good
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But for now I'm gettin' major play on eMpTyV
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So a gangsta's life is the life for me
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(chorus)
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We do gang-bangs and drive-bys
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And when it comes to blunts we got a year's supply
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But we only act tough on the video screen
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'Cause we ain't really part of that gangsta scene (repeat)
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Well yeah, bow wow wow, I'm a gangsta
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I'm in it to win it like the lottery thanks to
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The formula for how to turn vinyl into gold
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I can sit back and chill while I sell my soul
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To the label that labeled me as a true G
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Next week I start shootin' for a gangsta movie
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And that's when the money'll start pourin' in
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And sequel after sequel there'll be more of it
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All this because I use my gat when I oughtta
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Pup the clip, pull the trigger and it'll spray you full o' water
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Yeah, it's just a prop but it'll get me to the top
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And it's the only way that I'll be gettin' any kind of props
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So for now while I'm foolin' everyone in the game
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I'll make song after song that are practically the same
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And I'll be laughin' all the way to the bank
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So I'm-a keep on livin' up the life of a gangsta
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(chorus)
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You hear another g-funk song and ask who is it
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Is it Snoop or someone else who's equally full of shizzit
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Like a rock star who only knows two or three chords
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I'm-a play it and a play it till the public gets bored
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And then I'm gonna play it some more and collect
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More royalties from the days that I had respect
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And then I can retire from this hectic life
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Of writin' rhymes about crimes I never did and get a wife
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But for now this ain't bad I work an hour a day
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I use someone else's music then sit back and get paid
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I only sing about blunts and how I hate the police
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And my posse yells "Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up!" Peace
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I sleep all day and I party all night
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I get drunk play Nintendo and maybe pick a fight
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I got money, got respect and got tons o' girls
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I'm a hip hop gangsta, best life in the world
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Hip Hop Gangsta
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Sudden Death |