Major Figgas - So Gangsta lyrics

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Major Figgas - So Gangsta lyrics

[Dutch:] Put two trees on mine [Spade:] Okay home boy [Dutch:] So gangsta [Gilly:] Gangsta! [Spade:] An A+, we gon' stay up [Dutch:] I said get back n***a [Spade:] This sh** gangsta [Chorus - Dutch (Gilly)] Ev-ery-time we drop its gangsta, so gangsta (Gangsta!) Ev-ery-time we drop its gangsta, so gangsta You know whats up (CMR) You n***as can't f** wit us (Figga for life) Cause everytime we drop its gangsta, so gangsta [Spade] We gon, keep it gangsta and drop it like its hot cause Muh-f**as ain't gon' rock it if its not You say them who*es modelin, them who*es swallowin When you in the Bently Azure with the Halogens We CMR so hunnies see the bling and we Out the car screamin money ain't a ting Throwin hundreds out the window, blowin on some endo CL, spendin Sprewell's on the Benzo [Gilly] I never claim to be the toughest or the hardest n***a But you know I ain't the softest n***a What you want a coffin n***a? Philly baller like A.I., I stay fly Hit a n***a with three, but not from the key From the Desert E hand gat You get your mans clapped (when?) When I pop up on his a** like anthrax So who you ridin with? And who you slidin with? If it ain't the Kid and them b**h get ridda him I'm so gangsta! [Chorus] [Chops] You catch Dirty at the dice game Bets hittin the concrete When the bricks and bones meet Jags gettin new sneaks Chrome dip size 20 on the feet Plus the name gettin stiched in the Coach bu*ter seats Where I'm from we get tossed birds, never cross words Act tough get your wig bust with the Mossberg Philly n***a, four stars, I'm high rank Played the pie, now I grind sellin denk countin bank n***a [Dutch] If you ain't got sh** Lemme here you scream life is a b**h (its a b**h) If you ever hadda take a n***as sh** (gimme that sh**!) Put your gun in the air and wave it (yeah) Yeah, yeah like that Man I ain't listen to pop but I listen to Pac Once again its Dutchman with Spade to the you-know You know you know what you don't want Dutchman sittin in your crib with the pump b**h! [Chorus] [Ab Liva] Its beautiful when gangstas meet See I had to learn, watch craw slow Gangsta to the crossroads I speak in codes Got the foresight for soft white The yay brighter than them Porsche lights (With poor sight) Thugs fall victim to the jakes On my block (was on all night like a portch light) You n***as is borin, I'm snorin, ignorin Your cars' on Drexlers, my sh** on Jordans Two three, who we, heartfelt I riddle my life over looseleaf, heartfelt I scribble my life over looseleaf, thugs relate Bout to break the thin line between love and hate Thugs debate, Glocks show, caskets come Shots blow past, half masked, flags is up Drop low fast, too late, gasp it up So gangsta how I hit you ba*tards up [Chorus x2 (to fade)]

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