Mr. Marcelo - Uptown Gangstas lyrics

(*talking*) Uh-huh Marcelo, you already know I represent Uptown New Orleans, to the motherf**ing fullest I don't know no other town like Uptown, you heard me I don't know no other town, like this one right here look [B.G.] I keep it real keep it thorough, keep it gutter Gizzle keep money, cause Gizzle a born hustler Gizzle is thugged out, Gizzle a straight G Gizzle got all his game, from the streets of the 13 U-P-T-O-W-N I been wilding through that b**h, since I was about ten Cross Martin Luther King, hit Jackson hit Willow The mo' corners you turn, believe it get's realer The way I was raised, I came up raw I was taught never trust, or give a f** about the law I dropped out of school, I wanted them street smarts Them teachers ain't know, bout not taking shorts The knowledge I got off the block, can't be bought That's why Flarence and Magnolia, embedded in my heart Hurricanes tornadoes, I'll still be around That's why Uptown, gonna be my stomping ground [Hook - 2x] Keep it gangsta, chilling on the block with me Keep it gangsta, until them people come get me Keep it gangsta, that's how we hanging Uptown Keep it gangsta, pound for pound my block is down [Mr. Marcelo] See n***as know I'm a gangsta, n***as know I'm a G Young 'Celo ghetto, I was raised in the streets Uptown, yeah I hold that down My footprints'll still be there, if they tore that down Ask any n***a in the streets, bout Brick And they'll tell ya if I been, I'ma use that b**h Young cap peeler, raised on Willow I ran with the gorillas, so I learned a lot of sh** I ran through the Yo, with my homie Doe-Doe Sold coke sold dope, and I bust a lot of clips I ran through the cuts, hung in every co-way And opened up shop on the block, on a Thursday Made friends made ends, made enemies And I stood my ground, n***a I been a G If it wasn't for my hood, and it wouldn't for my peeps Then I probably, wouldn't be so street Sipping on Henny, blowing on dro Holding down the 'Nolia, like a n***a on the joe [Hook - 2x] [C-Murder] I tote Glocks, and I got the streets in a head lock Now why they wanna act like they G's, when they not See me I can't be faded, and I can't be stopped I'm Calliope blooded and I'm thugging, until I drop On top of that I'm here, and I want my spot back You had that now pa** that, before you get jacked Now ask my partna, 'Nolia brick I layed it C-Murder said it, so he portrayed it and sprayed it What's up lil' daddy, you know what's happening this your daddy I'm in that Caddy with that thang, so now what's happening Uptown had me, my daddy got New Orleans pregnant Your shorty naked so respect it, hold up a second What's up you flexing, and ain't no checking a boss balls Lil' mama, when ol' lil' mama got tossed I take a walk, cause my bite and my bark Is straight gangsta, bring out the white chalk fall [Hook - 2x] [B.G.] Uptown, is my stomping ground My footprints'll still be there, if they tore that down So if you trying, to get the low about me Ask a n***a in the streets, they'll tell you I'm a G - 2x