213 - 213 The Gangsta Clicc lyrics

Hehe, yeah that's that s*** right there Is this that s*** that make a n**** just It remind me of, matter of fact I"ma tell y'all I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all Check this out I slid up in a party where some s**ers was at Out of bounds slipping f***ing with this hood rat My homeboy told me that the b**** wasn't s*** But I didn't give a f*** cuz this 20 Crip The first young n**** with a baseball cap Tried to hit a n**** up until he seen how we strut I'm like 'N****, take two steps back Now lower your voice before you get pimp slapped' I know you seen me on your MTV raps Way back in the days when I was with Fab' Five Freddy I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay ready Don't sweat it, we'll get him and then let him Talk s*** for a minute then deal with him Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save your a** Cuz I'mma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast You use some act-right like LaBetty And let you know that I'm the king of this motherf***ing city Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano Joey Banana and the great Tony Montana All of 'em mixed in one fixed it, done I like playing six-to-one This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds And walking on you b**** n****s that run I'm from 213 the gangsta clicc 21 motherf***ing 3 n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Gangsta s***, b*atch 213 the gangsta clicc Haha and you know it, n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Y'all know what's happening Haha I shoot 'em up, I bang bang Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't hang Still from the Beach, still a g thang 213 in the house and you know how we came We came to party homie, so back up Plus up in the club, y'all don't have enough I bust guns, you bust guns Difference is my bullets probably touch the sun Want some? Come and get it On your marks, get set, blah! That's coming with it They won't stop, they'll get it, you don't get it It don't stop, still dont love b****es My G-n****s, holler if ya hear me (Gangstas!) Speak it loud and clearly If you feel me raise your cups (East Side, Long Beach) Blaze it up And we from 213 the gangsta clicc 21 motherf***ing 3 n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Gangsta s***, b*atch 213 the gangsta clicc Haha and you know it, n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Y'all know what's happening Haha You can call me Lil' Meeno Crazy motherf***er plus I'm Texas C-Notes His finger on the trigger but it way too slow He didn't see me coming so he missing his dome 213 and we gone You can call me Nate King Cole Smooth motherf***er when it come to these hoes All damn dimes up in every area codes Gangsta s***, yep and all the hoes know Where they gon' go, we rolling in the stretch Navigator When i'm gon' get it baby girl now or later She said she wanted to play so I played her Made a promise to pay, but never paid her It ain't that i hate her It's just she's a goddamn ho And all of my n****s know They knowin' since '94 Wherever we go, she gon' go 213 the gangsta clicc 21 motherf***ing 3 n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Gangsta s***, b*atch 213 the gangsta clicc Haha and you know it, n**** All we do is the gangsta s*** Y'all know what's happening Haha