Nigga we can handle this like some gentelmen 
Or we can get into some gangsta shit 
(gangsta shit) 
(gangsta shit) 
Chorus 
Ya'll mother fuckers want some gangsta shit 
But ya'll mother fuckers aint ready for this 
I knew he was bluffin 
High of that blunt he was puffin 
Talkin all that shit 
Now his whole click sufferin 
Duckin' runnin' hidin' did i 
Shock the whole world 
Its just that block keep us tied in 
His own killer cried 
In the spot that he deid in 
Went to rest from her tears 
Off the blood that he died in 
We ridin' 
Just becouse it's death before dishonor 
An i'ma 
Make you bitches pay for this drama 
(gangsta shit) 
Did you say drama 
Snatched the extra keys 
To my hummer 
It's simply eight niggas 
About to head for this drama 
Homicidal breakin windpipe 
They keep it comin 
Till them players like a fist fight 
Done turned into a shit site 
So when its midnight 
Its survival of the fitest 
Were nowhere near brother this 45 
Nobody knows who did this 
Nigga i ride with a gangsta bitch 
Smokin bees while i bump 
In this gangsta shit 
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit 
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit 
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit 
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit 
Niggas we just talk like men 
So put your strap down 
All of us are killers 
In the set 
And we dont back down 
Do or die for life 
Mutherfuckers and you know 
Niggas be commin with pistol 
When its time they dont show 
Niggas talk that bite 
What they done made 
And all that dumb shit 
Fool we done shut you down 
For round for round 
Cus you dont rush shit 
Throwin extra clips and all that shit 
And we gone waste ya 
Relissin naked bones up on the pavement 
When we face ya 
If a red buick's grey'd out 
Forty niggas in the black streets 
Came out the cain house 
Left a nigga lyin for dead 
Screamin one of his hommies names out 
I was thirteen rained out 
Couldnt see identify 
Two keys and fifty g's 
And one dead nigga off inside 
Now we ride 
Smokin bees 
And contimplatin 
Just be normal out 
Plus we a combination 
Now mark his words 
Paper chasin gon get you face down 
Whoosh 
With one bullet i leave you face down 
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit 
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit 
Yall mutherfuckers want some gangsta shit 
But yall aint ready for no gangsta shit