Gangsta do, (gangsta do yeah)
Now let me show you what a gangsta do
[Hook - 2x]
You don`t, know what you finna get yourself into
Cause you rolling, with a gangsta fool
Now let me show you, what a gangsta do
[Den Den]
See I`m up all night, trying to get it how I live
No time to show love, no time for little kids
No time for baby girl, I`m all about the bread
Two-toeing and hot stepping, trying to avoid the FED`s
I`m head above water, in search of a gangsta daughter
To help me grind smarter, now help me grind harder
To help me build a quarter, in H-Town Tex
You got a gangsta nigga, girl you know you from Texas
And wrecking we gon do, draped in all true
Up early in the morning, looking for cash not you
It`s real girl, ain`t no sense in me lying
I`m married to the game, and we blowing on fire
[H.A.W.K.]
You don`t know, what you got into
I`ma mix Kung-Fu, with some Ju-Jitsu
Some Crip and Paroo, demolish your crew
Chasing subdue, and put two in you
One in your chest, one in your ass
And if you try to run, I`ll put one in your calve
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
Loaded AK, mayday-mayday
I`m a moder-an day, Cascious Clay
You`re just a waterboy, like Bobby Boucher
I`m equipped with the skills, of a green beret
And when I start this mayday, you better move out my way
[Hook - 2x]
[VI]
They call me Slick Vic, Young V`s or Fly VI
Have your bitch screaming let`s get away, like I`m T.I
See I hook a bitch, like a fish with bait
Have her on the Interstate, up-state moving weight
She got drank she got pine, she got case
And if she see the state trooper, she know to pump them brakes
I`m fresh out, I got no room for mistakes
And if the hoe a dollar short, then I`m going upside her face
Cause I`m that nigga that slap hoes and cook crack, with the same hand
Same nigga that cop Rolls, and drive Lacs with the same grands
Matter fact, ain`t nothing changed but the game plan
Like the Lakers without Shaq and Phil, but still the same plan
[Chris Ward]
See I got pimps that got pimps, that bitches that got bitches
I`m a hustler, I`m all about riches
Them girls fiending for C-Weez, well they got wishes
The `64 I got outside, it got switches
I got my young`ns, out in front of the sto`
Selling weed sacks and cracks packs, or a hundred or mo`
Ya know, I got them bops out in front of the spot
Some selling that warm mouth, some selling that hot twat
And um, I`m the kingpin behind all the D-M
If that ain`t G`d up, well what do ya call it then
I`m C-Weezy, the hustle ain`t nothing to me (that`s right)
You fuck with a G you stuck with a G, ya see
[Hook - 2x]
