k**er Mike - Gangsta lyrics

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k**er Mike - Gangsta lyrics

[Intro] All points in the region related gangsterish Serving dark dishes of true pimp horror Warriors stormy nights on leathery wings Sexy sirens in dreams of king Stephen k**er mike Mad stalking midnight [Chorus: repeat 2X] Westside riders keep it (gangsta) Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta) Eastside k**ers keep it (gangsta) Northside monsters keep it (gangsta) [k**er Mike] See I in the V.I. staggerin and weed eyed Stumbling and laughin rollin in with 'kast 'nem Cold weather bubble goose 4-5er mashin From G.A. to L.A. Force 1's be my fashion Disrespect my space I'll push yo f**in back in Spit in your face and hand your f*ggot a** a napkin Everything you did mu'f**a we done done done Ran streets took over traps carry gun gun I'm from a hood full of junkies and pastor sons We don't give a f** how hard you come we don't run Our moms ain't raise no f*ggot ain't nothing queer n***a We don't give a f** blood'll smear right here n***a [Chorus] [k**er Mike] sh** Them k**ers in the cut they conspiring they conniving Aint no fifth for them n***az them n***az sh** we ride with Them fur coat and champagne s**ers better hide when They peep a team of gully motherf**ers bout to slide in These bullets leave you shakin like that dance from N.Y. and I put that on my children and my young nephew Ty and And my n***a Kimjohn years away from frying He send me letters telling me how grown men be crying When they surrounded by rapists with lustful eyes in The belly of the beast where they don't let no light in Red velvet robbin crews totin lead pipes in To your suburban home throwin on kids and wife and You go spaghetti when these k**ers strike like lightning n***az go spaghetti when these k**ers strike like lightning [Chorus] [k**er Mike] sh** We don't give a f** bout who your homeboy friends is We don't give a f** bout what series your benz is All we gives a sh** about is up all night trappin white Cop that yay weigh it right till lay lay equals gla** pipe My side of town don't act right Every damn day is fight night These motherf**ers don't act ok These motherf**ers just spray they k Down the block over rocks hot 4-5's be coughin Mothers who couldn't afford shoes and socks They purchase coffins You scared motherf**er you scared (rich n***a) You scared motherf**er you scared (b**h n***a) You scared motherf**er you scared (snitch n***a) You scared motherf**er you scared (trick n***a) [Chorus] - 2X [Talking] All those who oppose higher glory beware For candelit crypt comes open and monsters see Two big rested vamps doin the snake-dog dance

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