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If she ain't a gangsta b**h
Then I don't want her don't want her
And if she ain't a gangsta b**h
Then I don't need her
You can keep her
[Master P:]
I need a b**h to hold my stash
A b**h to give me some a**
And when I'm on the run I need a hoe to send me some cash
I'm a ball 'til I fall and that's the first right
I need a b**h to watch my house while I live the streetlife
And I know it sound crazy
I want a gangsta b**h to have my baby
And pack a 380 And ride calm by the po-pos
With dope in the Mercedes
And known to be a lady And ma**age me with
Hennessy and weed when she bathe me
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[Crooked Eye]
She gotta be a gangsta b**h bout that gangsta sh**
I'm living this gangsta life doing this mob-style sh**
I smash like Clyde but need that Bonnie on the side
To hold my straps and busts caps at n***as naps
We can sip hen be homies and best friends
Smash off X-O get his and hers M-10's
Collect my cash, conduct yourself with cla**
Get respect from my soldiers everytime you pa**
When I can't be seen you can inform my team
Call that shot to keep the block on pop
And can pop, more chickens than K-F-C
Lay down organize crime be my d-o-g
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[Bavgate]
I need a gangsta b**h, I need a gangsta gimp
I need a top notch shorty to hold my clip
And don't be afraid to fall in love with a thug
All you get from this lesson baby girl is true love
She was dapping me, coronel, on my jump when I was locked down
My black queen's sendin' me Lex to the carpound
She see me now she closer than my b**h
She my boo cause she down to do some gangsta sh**
And if a b**h trip She down to boot her for free
My little mama go to work everyday
I run the streets she's a G b**h
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