Pro - Gangsta lyrics

I saw the homie at the store, he say he came up Ain't seen him in a couple years, look how he changed up He got that thang tucked, he throwin' gangs up Red T and red shoestrings, lil' homie flamed up He sellin' d** now, he reppin' Blood now He run with thugs plus he beefin' with the cause now Small as a bug, but he sware to God he bloodhound Thug love, get at anybody throwin' blood down Got partners hoopin' murder, 48, he still claim 'Cause that can never happen to him, he the real thang Until that steel bang, and then he feel pain And get k**ed for real, thinkin' he Lil Wayne And then it will change, you won't be the same brother You'll be in real flames, I don't mean your gang colors Forget your gang culture, this is my appeal mayne Call on the Lord while you live, you can still change You say you represent, down to die for your hood But take a second guess: if you die, it ain't good Your sins haven't been confessed, you don't know God like you should And ain't no second tries when you lyin' in that wood You a gangsta, gangsta, in need of a change You say bangin' ain't a thang, but your gang ain't a good look Gangsta, gangsta, is it worth eternal flames? This should make you wanna change, nah man it ain't a good look You got your bandana on and your cap to the left Feel that fire in your bones when that strap in your belt Your homies make you feel strong, you will clap till the d**h The robbers catch you all alone, you will scrap by yourself 'Cause you a soldier, catch you slippin' low, show them boys you rep Blue You ain't got no problem provin' you ain't who to step to Drive by the crib, ain't got no window, let the Czech loose Rat-cha-cha-cha-cha, whoever put that on your tattoo (Really) is your mind attack (it's silly) pullin' nines on cats And k** 'em over nothing but a color, you gon' die for that? Believin' you gon' skip the judgement throne and go where God is at Like God is wack and just gon' let you slide, but he's a God that acts Don't be deceived, yep deception is a mug ain't it? You say you love your G, but sin got your love tainted Look happy as your boys pumpin', got the cause bangin' But when your soul is thirsty, hate can feel like love, can't it? Ok that's when , this don't make no sense to me That color is your God 'cause that's where you find your identity It controls your activity, your block is your vicinity It's just colors you're risking your life for what gives you dignity Ok listen, let's say for instance you die for this entity And in your grave, the choirs praise as organs play your symphony Your partners blow out smoke and blow some drank out in your memory But what good does that profit you when you and God are enemies? Now you got a dilemma, you'll face God as a sinner Place your hour on this planet, guilty without a defender Once was loud as a blender, now your violence has dwindled A gang member lost a soul being proud of the sinful Dang, don't save your soul for it mayne 'Cause your master is the one who gets control of your brain They'll tag your name in honor since you rolled for the 'caine But your face on a shirt won't make up for your soul in the flames