[Intro:Yo Gotti]
What it do doc
This ya boy Yo Gotti
You know I'm affilliated with them aphiliates
And this is gangsta shit
[hook:Yo Gotti]
Dope money, glock 40 make my pance sag
White tee, red hat, no flag
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Rolley watch, yo chain ain't shinig like mine
I'm in the club & they ain't throwing no signs
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Verse:Yo Gotti]
I'm a gangsta nigga, I got a gangsta grill
A nigga signed with stunna got like a half of mill
A lot hating they don't wanna see a gangsta chill
But fuck it i'm a tell em how a gangsta feel
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no gangstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta image
Niggas rap about bricks then they get all excited
I rap about dope cause I sold & pray I don't get endited
And I aint throwing no signs, claiming no colors or shit
But got that p-90 Rougher & it can get ugly in this bitch
My city watching my rearview, i'm speaking in codes
Cause i'm a gangsta & I stay in gangsta mode,
Look i'm a gangsta
[Hook:Weebie]
Wife beather, with $600 pance on, 100 grand long
Nigga I know what the fans want
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Take this rap & this fame shit from me
Security & jewlery, iron all a nigga really need
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Verse:Weebie]
Feast your eyes on a G, you suprised yeah it's me
Keep my eyes in the mirror, 4-5 on my seat
Ride mine on them feet, I can ride on any street
I ain't even gotta hide from a nigga cause I'm street
I'm a die up in these streets I got my mind made up
All my niggas k-ed up, ready for what for what ever come
Yeah a nigga gettin money stuntin ain't no thing to me
Dem hoes saw my phantom comin thougth I was Jermaine Dupree
Just hollered at my nigga B, I told it's time to roll
He told me nigga I know, I told him nigga let's go
Gangsta musik 2 let's give the streets that on there
& I bet a million real niggas go get this bitch of the shelf
& bet lil niggas will love to, stop me & my lil thug to
Trill fenta lock it, bitch watch it me & my lil thug to
Everybody show us love, so us we just show them love to
You fuck with a busta, we bust him up, you get drugged to
[Hook:Lil Boosie]
Tanktop, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real niggas, real bitches feel that
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
(What up Drama)
I'm a keep it gangsta
(This is what niggas been waiting for)
I'm a keep it gangsta
(Check it out look)
[Verse:Lil Boosie]
I spit this shit from the bottom of my stomach
So try some shit I knock the bottom out ya stomach
It ain't nothing, moma like ooh my baby boy thugin
In love with guns & he can't stop clubin,
Never could tell him nothing
Fuck real G's, with big nuts who flip keys on highways
Player made niggas, man who flip hoes off myspace
Luxery in driveways let your roof back nigga
That half of pill ain't doin the job, then throw ya two back nigga
My time to shine niggas playin, but I'm about my bussines
Let's to drop, but off the top, the whole world know i'm the sickest,
Red monkey's to dickies, nigga got every color
From yo state to 28, niggas got many hustlers
My brothers the trill fam, love me because i'm loyal
Duke keep his shit strapped, cause my watch will get me kidnaped, from my block to yo trap
Niggas heads get bust, feds get dust
My trill niggas out here ready to bust
It's gangsta
[Hook.Lil Boosie]
Tanktop, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real niggas, real bitches feel that
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
[Outro:Dj Drama]
Dj Drama
A.M.G.
Qaulity street music
Tey can't fuck with us
(Gangsta Grizil)
Writer(s): Webster Gradney, Torence Hatch, Mario Sentell Giden, Kevin Gregory Cates
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