[Z-Ro]
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When it get gangsta..
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When it get gangsta, yeah
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When it get gangsta - will these motherfuckers ride or die
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When it get gangsta, yeah
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Bitch nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
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[Willie D]
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Well let me tell you a lil' somethin 'bout the niggaz I roll with
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We chin check bitches, we don't go for that ho shit
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Come to the Bloody Nickel tryin to stunt
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Fifty thou' say I knock yo' ass out with one punch
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And I don't care how many gangsta rap songs you listen to
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Or the fact you smoke weed and pack a gun, I see the bitch in you
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I ain't just {?} shells, be sparkin the marks
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I put a clip in you like it's a walk in the park
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You can try to make bond, but I'ma stick to the script
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Hit you with the pistol grip and make your L-dog flip
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Youse a punk, youse a bitch, I'll say it to your face
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Youse a punk youse a bitch that testified for the state
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All them cowards watchin your back, just don't matter
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All I gotta do is clap one and the rest gon' scatter
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You click on easy targets and cats who don't bust back
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Niggaz thinkin y'all the real but tell me this
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[Chorus: Z-Ro]
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When it get gangsta - is your niggaz gonna fight or run?
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When it get gangsta, yeah
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The niggaz that be bumpin they be tuckin they tongue
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When it get gangsta - will these motherfuckers ride or die
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When it get gangsta, yeah
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Bitch nigga you ain't no soldier, you gon' hide and cry
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[Scarface]
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Pussies fabricated, I'm made, you hoes made up
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I speak like I live it doggie, you hoes hate us
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I cook and rock it cause all you hoes cake up
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I'm ridin on all of you stupid hoes, pay up
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What's all this wolfin niggaz is barkin, come fuck with me fool
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And I'ma put a hole inside yo' ass with this tool
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Seven shots, niggaz is gutter, we get in yo' shit
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Talkin greasy like you runnin somethin, squeezin your dick
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What is you itchy, what's really nigga? Call from the block
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Loud talkin like you scared niggaz, boy youse a mark
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You know real niggaz move quiet and quick to do dirt
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Put this pistol up against your jersey, squeeze it and skirt
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Murder be dirty {?} but that's in the plan
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And here's somethin that you can't understand
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How I can just up and five-finger kill me a man
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This game right here for real, you niggaz playin, but
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[Chorus]
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[Willie D]
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Niggaz always tell me how real I sound when I flow
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That's cause the shit I talk about, I done done it befo'
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Other rappers mouth off, that's just protection talk
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I done robbed, sold dope, squeezed and left 'em in chalk
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Yeah, them hard styles ain't about nuttin cocksucker
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Lookin mean ain't never killed a motherfucker
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So what you been to the pen and they call you a killer
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I still draw this Desert E and spit at you nigga
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My mind is made up, just balls and my word
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Any bastard that fucked with mine gon' get scurred
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Keep thinkin I'm playin, keep thinkin I'm kiddin
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I'll bust yo' motherfuckin head wide open like a watermelon
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Homeboy 'bout to get his ass whupped blue
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And he gon' probably sue, cause that's what pussies do
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Some say it ain't worth it but fuck that shit
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I'd rather die like a soldier than to live like a bitch
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[Chorus]
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[Z-Ro] When it gets gangsta..
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When It Gets Gangsta
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