Styles P - A Gangster And A Gentleman lyrics

(Styles talking) Yes, pay full attention This is for gangstas, this is for gentlemen There's two kind of people out there I happen to be the boss type I'm a product of my environment Blame the streets, I am what they made me (Styles - Verse One) My pops came from Bed-Stuy, my mom came from Africa I'm more a n***a if you know what I mean They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy And had me in Corona, Queens By the time I was seven my mom left my pop Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York Then my mom remarried, had my little brother Gary My sister a year later, let me gather my thoughts By the time I was nine I was outta my mind My step pops didn't like me beat me outta my mind Ten and eleven the same I never would change He still had to hit me, aggravate a little n***a Still wearin' Skippys Bob had Adidas and Pumas, I could a had a pair My mommy said wait 'til Christmas but I needed 'em sooner If you heard I was broke dawg it wasn't a rumor (Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles) I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) (Styles - Verse Two) It was 1986 and I was twelve years old That's right around the time when crack came out It was the best thing that happened to me I swear to God cause I was gettin everything that I was askin about First we started off baggin up, me and golf Then sh** start addin up, we gettin smart Now we on Broadway, coppin our own base Bring it home and put it in bottles, send us a rottle Drink an OE and scramble like it wasn't tomorrow I'm gettin kicked out of Junior High, thinkin I'm grown God bust with the yellow rabbit And I had every color dealt we was gettin it on I was out robbin Mexicans six in the morn' Mom said I'd had to ep again, rip it I'm gone n***a get a little loony and grown, soup in the dome F**k me up worst when I went to the group home (Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles) I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) (Styles - Verse Three) I'm leavin out a lotta sh**, n***a it's too real My alcoholic backround, the welfare motels Abuse that I had to take struggle at my mom's recruit How the f**k I'm gon bomb wit you And the cases I got up to date told you that I bust a eight Got n***as I can't name, outta state n***as f**k with weight Little brother gone but I got a baby angel You f**kin with a dirty name, don't let these n***as change you The present's what you get And the past is what make the man future I can't tell you I ain't God or lil' Superman No there ain't a 'S' on my chest, but it's a 'D' on my block (D-Block) And said life the deepest lesson is d**h I'm determined and I'm disciplined and destined to rest I'm a Gangsta and a Gentleman, Panero the best When I pa** I'm like gas, motherf**kers Cause I'm a leave a stain that you'll never forget (Chorus (repeat 2x) - Styles) I said Gangstas ride (Ride with me) Gentlemen live your life (Live it up) Cause Gangstas die (We all gon die) It's only a matter of time (The clock tickin) (Styles talking in car) This gangsta and this gentleman sh**, is about being humble But at the same time, let n***as know what's real And when I say you real, I could flip But at the same time, I could talk to a n***a at the same time If he don't respect that, then you gotta show 'em you're gangsta He respect that you show 'em you're gentleman Cause you respect him as a man That's what a gangsta and a gentleman is about