East Bay Gangsta (Explicit)

Welcome to the ghetto and this is the place young n***as be throwin

They rocks up in my face

My homey g be yellin yo this like a holdup I'm pullin my gat to make

A mutha f**ka fold up

In my jag on my phone talkin business mac 10 to my dome yo what is this

I'm tellin him drop it yo let's box and we can go a round he dropped

His gat I picked it up and blew his a*s down

I know it's scandalous but a simple f**kin dirty fact I'd rather hear

My uzi rat a ta ta tat tat

It's for protection not to kill or break a n***a's bones back to the

Story here's the story b the story on

His guts were scattered he was splattered up against the wall my homey

G was on my phone buggin off my call

I tried to smash but I'm lookin at some high beams into the eyes of

Some mutha f**kin d**e fiend

He seen me shoot him so I shot him blew his a*s off I shot my uzi up

In the air and then I smashed off

I'm rollin thicker than a milkshake I like to eat crab but I prefer

Steak

I ain't no joke mutha f**ka so don't play yourself I flip you over fry

Your a*s like a patty melt

And if you ever disrespect me I'ma bank ya so say what up to the

Mutha f**kin east bay gangsta

Meneme forgot to use my nine 'cause 5 0 bombed the ak the 187 posse

Robbed the bank in a way legal or illegal it's the way of the bay the

Government keep the profit of c*****e in a way me shootin up me

Shootin up if he don't give me my pay the n***as up on the block send

For me every day a thousand everyday will keep the 5 0 away just

Call me east bay g a n g s t a

Looked in my mirror cose range right behind me tinted windows up in

The benz 190

I ain't no dummy knew right off he's tryin to kill me if I don't smash

Full of buckshot he will fill me

Hangin out the car shots scatter windows shatter trouble I'll shoot

Him up bathed in his blood like mr bubble

187 did I do it with an ak another day a n***a dead up in the

Alleyway

Why did I do it it's my pistol and I packed it I think they need to

Lock my a*s up in a straightjacket

So all you suckas listen close to this warnin while I get into your

A*s like charmin

Funky s**t that so d**e so open your mouth up you ever shuck me I'ma

Blow your f**kin house up

And if youever disrespect me I'ma bank ya so say what up to the mutha

F**kin eastbay gangsta

Gi gi da gi gi da gangsta gi gi da gi gi da gangsta kickin the funky

Gi gi da gi gi da gi gi da gi gi gi da gi gi da gangsta

G nut

Because he's down with the fac lynch mutha f**kas when we're coolin

The block the x the l the a the r g e the murder fac 187 posse the

E a ski is with 187 the cmt is with 187

Now as I'm maxin in this mutha f**kin jail cell with nuthin but dried

Up funk to smell

I thinkin about the times that I ganked fools and why I'm coolin in

These f**ked up county blues

I've murder mutha f**kas singular and in a pair and in the morning

I'll be getting the electric chair

But do I care yo I could give a f**k less the cia fbi got it in the

Chest

Tappin my phone calls wires hidden in my walls I had the money flowin

Smooth like niagara falls

The glory got so I'm considered a murderous criminal because my bullet

Ate his a*s like a cannibal

Before I chopped him with ak I made him say his grace and then I

Emptied the clip off up in his f**kin face

His partner callin for backup as I was breakin out n***a refused to

Die that's what I heard him shout

I hit the corner with quickness because I ain't the one to feel the

F**kin blast of a shotgun

And when they fry my a*s I'm goin straight hell that's why I'm kickin

You tales of a jail cell

And if you ever disrespect me I'ma bank ya so say what up to the mutha

F**kin eastbay gangsta

Dja mon me gonna kick the funky gangsta s**t mon me kickin the funky

Gangsta the gi gi da gi gi da gangsta

Gi gi da gi gi da gi gi da gi gi da gi gi da gi gi da gangsta

Dja mon mida me got e a ski in the house mon me got me dj xtra large

Mon we got cmt in the mutha f**kin house dja mon we got

Check

It out

Me pullin out me glock mon to settle the ghetto job me kickin the funky

Reggae kickin the funky rasta

Many people that I be meeting be calling me killa gangsta then shoot up

Your b***h and kick back and smoke a blunt in the car

Me f**kin with dank me f**kin with dank it's s p I c e 1 me buckin em

Down me buckin em down shootin lead in his lung

Me kickin the funky gangsta s**t to get the b***h sprung the 187

Faculty b***h so f**k the