Kent Jones - Gangsta Song lyrics

[Verse 1: E-40] I'm cut from leather not polyester My cheddar long like tape measures Stay with a heckler and [?] protector, 9 mm behead ya Charge your b**h like a testler or should I say bill collector? Got more gold than the treasures, I'm a monster like uncle Fester When it comes to my family, I go back to pushin' that candy The booger suger, the yayo, or that broccoli, spinach or kale On the front propeller, the hillside or south Vallejo Never rollover, or tell, do my time, go to jail Showin', improvin', we never losin', we gamed up, never lamed up b**hes be lovin' the way we play, we movin' fire up like a firetruck Like a barber shop, I line ya up, catch a fade, no hair cut You could run up and get done up, get a check up, never neck up [Hook: Kent Jones] This ain't no ordinary gangsta song, song But never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original This ain't no gangsta song for you to sing along So never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original Real n***as up, Glock .40 on my waist, you could get that West side, west side, you gon' rep that If I got a little problem, who to put back West side, west side, n***a this that gangsta song, song West side, west side, n***a this that gangsta song, song So never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original [Verse 2: E-40] I'm a top hat, a staple, tycoon, a factor; appealer Like Ghetties, I'm into pitri, b**h, I'm a boss, I'm a fixture I can tell you who real and who phoney, who counterfeit, who a mark And I got a black belt in grittin' A purple heart in street smart Me, my fanbase, stickin' with beats, sick with it with no disease I'm a OG in the game and I'm havin' my grille cheese You could tell by the way my diamonds be shinin' when I say cheese First rapper on wax to ever say for che Fetty longer than the neck on a flamingo, more than just my raps and my lingo And you can find me in Rinos, up in the temper bill casino You f**in' with the original, gas nover instrumental 99 BPM tempo, [?] [Hook: Kent Jones] This ain't no ordinary gangsta song, song But never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original This ain't no gangsta song for you to sing along So never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original Real n***as up, Glock .40 on my waist, you could get that West side, west side, you gon' rep that If I got a little problem, who to put back West side, west side, n***a this that [Verse 3: Kent Jones] They say it's all about the end, it's the day of the end You really got fiends when you think you got fans There's no i in team, but there's a i in win Without the in it's still we, game changers at the end Yup, no joystick needed Studied the game system and I was forced to beat it Never was automatic 'cause I did it manual You need to learn to take instructions before you read it [Hook: Kent Jones] This ain't no gangsta song, song But never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original This ain't no gangsta song for you to sing along So never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original Real n***as up, Glock .40 on my waist, you could get that West side, west side, you gon' rep that If I got a little problem, who to put back West side, west side, n***a this that gangsta song, song West side, west side, n***a this that gangsta song, song So never get it twisted, you f**in' with the original, the original