Knightowl - This Must Be Some Gangsta sh** lyrics

(Slush "The Villain") Slush "The Villain" all up in this mothaf**a for the Y2K b**h Represent Sawed Off to the fullest With these mothaf**in bullets Lettin all my enimies know I'm about to blow like Hiroshima b**h I'm on the verge of getting rich mothaf**a (Bams and Trumayne) I've been a soldier putting in work just earn stripes Layin them on the corner with no life 17 tight Gun fights each time I look, Lok's got the pump With over stuffed trucks and homie just forced to dumped With no senses lookin for no regrets The hood they did the dirt left them soakin wet No where to jet, if you pull you pistol you better shoot it And Lok make the tape, waiting just to close your set Now matches always getting made, n***as days ruined And riding with a vest and lovin what my homies doin We pick and choose, flippin coins and breakin rules Paid off my dues, on the street play to lose Leave no clues, DNA came missin People talkin but you know the streets listen Diamonds glisten and babies always come up missin And flyin in an expedition on a murder mission (Chorus: Slush "The Villain") This be some gangsta sh** Some who bangin sh** I got you livin life of danger b**h so stay away from me I'm ready to ride I'm ready to die Intoxicated and high We flirt life in thise mothf**a (2x) (Knightowl) You can't handle this f**in vandle I'm causin scandals fools be getting worn out like sandles So who you be tryin to get all in my business I got a 38 slug nose b**h come and kiss this Reality strikes like a mothaf**in rattle I bring nothin bu the gansta sh** down with Sawed Off Now who's getting hauled off when I got the double barrel When I point at your dome chrome spits got's clip For those that appose I'm a drop the black rose In your grave mothaucka, you best not misbehave Consequences getting leathal we k**in people You trip burn out a clip for those that slip Nobody's ever been able to mess Slugs will fly up in your chest And if you disagree I suggest f** with me I be that fool that's never gave now it's all up to you If you wanna press your luck mothaf**a (Chorus) (Trumayne) n***a press out the strap on me, now your cheeks wet Now the whole press for world fame Time to bring the cling clang let the Mosburn rang Nervous sounds of cops buck em down now it's bling blang We some natural born k**as Don't attempt on my n***a cause my pockets stay straped Blazin tweed and sippin yak on a good night Show stoppin gun fights if the time's right It's the life Iive that makes me stay active Cause I want to see my first Mill when it's time to deal Shoot up shoot up time to blast off Dumpin craniums, getting high this is Sawed Off Thug is my mind spirt body and soul Please help me God and don't leave me alone Thug life in this b**h, chronic get it crack it and blast it Mash it and who bangin for these gangsta's satisfaction (Chorus) That's right mothaf**as Knightowl droppin some gangsta sh** Got my boy Bams in the house Slush "The Villains" My home boy Trumayne What up mothaf**as You wanna get some of this sh** You can't f** with none of us f** you mothaf**a we slaughter You'll get f**ed just like your daughter And it just don't stop Sawed Off Records fool For the new millenium Crackin craniums, watch your back fool