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Gangsta (Explicit)歌词完整版
Gangsta (Explicit) - CJ
Composed by：Christopher Daniel Soriano/Milton “MilTone” Adams II/Kenneth KP Paryo/Sammy “HollywoodP” Tetzba/Donny Flores
Real street n***a never sold my soul
I never snitched so no I never told
When you from where I'm from you stick to the code
I keep it silent n***as know I never fold
I'm gangsta try me you get shot
Middle finger to the ******* opps
N***as know that I'm gangsta
Ask about me 'round the block
N***as know I'm solid as a rock eyy
Started off trapping know a n***a rapping
I was gripping automatic
So much **** that could've happened
As a kid I was traumatized hate seeing my momma cry
Chasing all these 'dolla signs while seeing all these homicides
I been around the block uh never told the cops uh
Checking temperatures 'cause n***a I be moving hot
How you think it feel
For your best man to switch up on you
How you think it feel
Knowing the opps wanna creep up on you
How you think it feel
Everyday you gotta keep it on you
Waking ************ up you're tired
Of n***as sleeping on you
Tryna move onto the better things
Move to where the weather change
I know a plug that sent her things
How you expect me to stay the same
Real street n***a never sold my soul
I never snitched so no I never told
When you from where I'm from you stick to the code
I keep it silent n***as know I never fold
I'm gangsta try me you get shot
Middle finger to the ******* opps
N***as know that I'm gangsta
Ask about me 'round the block
N***as know I'm solid as a rock
Look I rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six
Remember I was on the block I was bagging up Knicks
I was ra ra with three eighty's
Tryna make me a flip and if a n***a tried
To run then he get turned to a spliff
Like you could really get backed down
My n***as pitched a role
But you could really get smacked down
I started off with nothing but it turned to a bag now
We living up in mansions used to live in the trap house
Everybody doubted me that **** turned into apologies
******* looking at me like a n***a hit the lottery
My momma said she proud of me
We can't go back to poverty
And I just had a son so n***a
This is how it got to be
Real street n***a never sold my soul
I never snitched so no I never told
When you from where I'm from you stick to the code
I keep it silent n***as know I never fold
I'm gangsta try me you get shot
Middle finger to the ******* opps
N***as know that I'm gangsta
Ask about me 'round the block
N***as know I'm solid as a rock eyy
Try me you get shot
Middle finger to the ******* opps
N***as know that I'm gangsta
Ask about me 'round the block
N***as know I'm solid as a rock eyy
