[Intro – Joe Beast] (“Gangstasâ€) Detroit in last minute (“Gangstasâ€) Yeah, to all my Hill (“Gangstasâ€) Yeah everybody out there (“Gangstasâ€) Ya know what I mean? Rock that Rock that (“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh** (“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh** Rock that (“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh** (“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh** [Verse 1 – Joe Beast] Do no sh** talkin’ Sprayin’ n***as up when that clip poppin’ On the west with the (gangstas), they Crip walkin’ Glock pistol grip, custom fit coffins n***as is rollin’ they sh**, blunt coughin’ n***a is you (gangsta) or just talkin’ Them ill hill n***as, do this sh** often From my project bricks to Compton We original (gangstas) and really a** critical (gangstas) Now you hit lookin’ pitiful, ain’t ya? You ain’t no motherf**in’ (gangsta), gangsta Yo, you got to walk in the shoes of a (gangsta) And you gotta pay your dues to be a (gangsta) Yo them n***as make the news, they cause (gangsta) The bad guy lose, that ain’t gangsta (“gangstaâ€) Yo those Pittsburgh n***as is (gangstas) Yeah them Chi-town n***as is (gangstas) Boston n***as is (gangsta) Yo, Philly n***as they keep it (gangsta) And them New York n***as they (gangstas) And them L.A. n***as, yo they (gangstas) And them ATL n***as, they (gangstas) [Verse 2 – Joe Beast] Do you really keep it (gangsta), yeah or is you bluffin’ A real (gangsta) leave a murder scene disgustin’ Where my (gangstas) servin’ them fiends hustlin’ Real (gangstas) they ain’t hustlin’ for nothin’ Is that a (gangsta)? Naw, homey Them Hill (gangstas) they’ll break your jaw homey Them East coast (gangstas) on that grind And them West coast, g**nin’ throwin’ signs My down South (gangstas), gettin’ crazy pay Be so (gangsta), throw they gays to your braids This is for my (gangstas), in the grave And this is for my (gangstas), locked in the caves Keep that sh** (gangsta), sharpin’ up them blades This is for my (gangstas), on lockdown And my n***as, got the block locked down We gangstas n***as, we don’t gotta down [Chorus – Joe Beast] (Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta, is you or ain’t ya Those (gangstas) gangstas will shoot you or shank ya They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya But I’m a keep it (gangsta), even if I’m famous [Verse 3 – Joe Beast] We don’t wet ya’ll (gangstas), so ya’ll better respect our (gangstas) Matter fact you ain’t no motherf**in’ (gangsta), you a car thief n***a if you (gangsta), then try to harm me (Good sh**), dog you gonna need a army Don’t have me have to call them n***as from Core Street They bringin’ more heat, come to start a war with Beast Monsters, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhies n***a, I love this gangsta sh** No guns in the pen now shank you quick Now that’s that (gangsta) sh**, sh**, sh** Joe Beast goin’ to the bank with this Now that’s (gangsta), Beast is in Watch me sloppy Joe off this zero’s gin Go to jail, back out in the streets again If drop they gun, put the heat to his chin Now that’s [Chorus – Joe Beast] (Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta is you or ain’t ya Them (gangstas) gangstas will shot you or shank ya They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya But I’m a keep it gangsta even I’m famous