Juicy J - We Can Get Gangsta lyrics

[Project Pat] (talkin) Hello, hello, hello? [Boogelou] (talkin) Pat, whats up man, whats up? [Project Pat] (talkin) Boogelou, whats up man? Man yea man, a n***a done messed me off down here dawg I got caught for a weak azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz Gon try and make a n***a do a whole mutha f**in calendar Dawg I need ya to send me sumthin [Boogelou] (talkin) I gotcha, what happened? [Project Pat] (talkin) Man, I was messin off wit my n***a, man dis sh** f**ed up! [Project Pat] I gotta call from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day Met some n***a from da other way, wanna purchase yay Said dey wanna get good sh** for da low-low Fred grew-up wit dis n***a by da bayou Could be da po-po, that's the way my mind think Thought about the sh** for a Minute, then I took a drank Thinkin of a coma, knowin I ain't gonna fall Call up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, a**ault Den he ball off, wit da goods to a rendez-vous, spot Handed Fred back his dope, den we split da loot Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin serious Infactuated wit da game, very curious Dat'll k** da cat, cause da game ain't to be told Quit smokin crack, my n**-a, it's to be sold Gettin old, never worries me, I don't give a f** Let dem po's stay on my mind, call dat n***a up [Hook] - 2X If you hoes wanna go dere We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) In da streets, we don't play fair We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) [Project Pat] We can set dis sh** up, for a, secluded area Tell em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a Exxon In a hot car, tech-9 and a rouger gun Another n***a came, wit da n***a, dey got out of 'Lac Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, "Where da cheese at?" n***a took a sniff, and he seen dat da sh** was straight Said dat da loot was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait." "What's goin on?", partner took da dope off da trunk Raisin up my tech, n***a in da trunk, raised da pump Bullets popped off, Fred caught one, in da chest Lucky for my n**', he was wearin bullet proof vest Shootin tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up Pump at my dome, dat's when Poncho feet had slammed up Shot da .45, blowin both n***as azz off Think we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off [Hook] - 2X If you hoes wanna go dere We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) In da streets, we don't play fair We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) [Project Pat] Two weeks later, still knowin bout da f**ery Move dat a n***a pulled, spot a police watchin me Watchin me, cause I fit description of a suspect Pullin me, over, now he askin where my license at "Officer, I done left my wallet at da house, sir." Still took me Down-town, cause da police don't care Down in lower-level, man a simple situation Turned into, a 72-hour investigation Ima ex-con, so I don't need a walk through To dis jail sh**, wonderin, "Who did dey talk to?" Could've been my dawg, not my n**', dat's a hell naw Dey done found my tech, but I ain't got sh** to tell ya'll Feelin kinda sick, cause dey finna send me up da river Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't tell on my n***a Tech, didn't match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go Stuck wit da gun Charge, violated my parole [Hook] - 2X If you hoes wanna go dere We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) In da streets, we don't play fair We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...) (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I can...)