Keepin It Gangsta — текст песни (Fabolous)





[fabolous talking]

Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah

Yo, I dont care what yall do, how yall do

Where yall do it, just keep it gangsta

Look at them gangstas





[verse 1]

Fabs livin la vida loca

Only n**** in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca

Narks wanna see me and my team in a chair

They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear

D.e.a been lookin for proof since 9-3

When I came through in the benz with the roof behind me

Tell them jakes through on bullet proofs and find me

You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me

Who the f*** wanna beef

My fendi knits be 3x so you cant see whats tucked underneath

And I might not even drop

Just take my advance and make a small town in cleveland pop

"vivrant thing" on my hip, that will make you "breathe and stop"

Rock ya chain in ya shirt, your roll(rollie) with the sleeve on top

You n***** know where my heat stay at

I leave n***** m I a and I aint talkin where the heat play at

Cmon





[chorus]

Yall know who

Keepin it gangsta

We come through

Keepin it gangsta

Yall know how we do

Keepin it gangsta

My whole crew

Keepin it gangsta





[verse 2]

N***** dont think Im still shavin crack

Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack

Baugettes have my face and beard covered

And I keep a leathal weapon like mel gidson and dan glover

Now I lose v money and c lo

And the cops think me and muggs is g money and nino

I dont hit these honeys with c-notes

Rather put them on greyhound, strap these honeys with kilos

Type of gangsta every chick wants

I get nikes from aster you wont see hit the store for 6 months

Something bout the beamer x5

When I come through it be increaseing a skeos sex drive

Half the click look like they struck genisis up

The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up

Tn never gone hate, half these artists never slum weight

When they call ny, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8





[chorus]1x





[verse 3]

I lay low on the other side of the globe

Carats hangin out the side of my lobe

Pull in ya drivers side and unload

They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed

On side of the road

With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya rove (rover)

Yall n***** aint aint gangstas til yall ridin

And feds tell ya hit a chick once and she runnin back like fred taylor

Im snatchin everything in the pjs now

Thats why most these n***** in workin with the d a now

If Im in a ride or a buggy coupe 5

Keepin it gangsta

If Im with a hoochie freak or a dime in a gucci sneaks

Keepin it gangsta

If Im probally in the hood or Im in hollywood

Keepibn it gangsta

If I slit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat

Keepin it gangsta





[chorus {till end}]



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