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Gangsta Sh*t Lyrics

from Forever

"Gangsta Sh*t" is track #14 on the album Forever. It was written by Combs, Sean/curry, Mark/winans, Mario Mendell.
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You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes
You know why?
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me, you need people like me
So you can point your fuckin' fingers
And say, "That's the bad guy"
So say good night to the bad guy, go on
Last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again

To be or not to be
My mother's wrong
That's the question, you feel me?
My father was wrong
They say, I'm wrong, so they say
So they say
Ha ha, come on
It's like this right here
To all my niggas, check this out

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

Ain't another crew like us
That could do like us
See the world from a view like us
Still always come through like us

They ain't true like us
If they only knew like us
It's less than a small few like us
And they ain't pay dues like us

Never on P's and Q's like us
They don't move like us
They don't have the right to choose like us
Or get mad 'cause they ain't grew like us

They ain't on cue like us
They don't fit the shoe like us
Don't know who's who like us
Strangers, ain't aware of the danger

They head's up wit thoroughbred cats
That knock 'em back, they get the axe
And a hard case to crack
I'm a hard face to track

Fast as they can test us
We flip 'em on they backs, like that
The many men that make us great must stay together
'Cause together, we're hard to break

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

I tried to warn 'em
You don't wanna double cross us
Haven't you heard how many guy they lost with us?
You don't wanna floss with us

'Cause shit cost with us
Ain't nobody boss but us
We got force wit us, of course it's us
It's no being better off than us

And ain't a hotter source than us
And these streets ain't divorcing us
We ain't got no remorse in us
Know to hold your horse with us

No cuttin' shorts with us
Here to stay, no abortin' us, no extortin' us
Between us we got the mic domain and artillery

Therefore, it's all free reign, who's domain
When shots ring, who remains, they refrain
Who walks away with the gain, us
Thorough niggas that's hard to top
Together we're too hard to stop

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

Ain't a bitch like me that can spit like me
Who could say they rich like me
They don't hold the four-fifth like me
Ain't a hit like me

Nobody load the clip like me
Cut coke and flip like me
Make hit after hit like me
Wear the title Queen Bitch like me

Ya'll ain't good in bed like me
And ya'll don't give head like me
Plus your crew don't break bread like me

Think about it, this a one shot deal
Ya'll got one shot still
When my gunshot peel
That's a one shot kill

I'm so far ahead ya'll
Can't touch my land spread
'Cause most of ya'll
Is misled and underfied

Hey, what can I say, I'm a little vain
Now all aboard if you ridin' my train
Choo, chooo, throw it up and represent your gang
Whether you from the East side, or the West side, worldwide

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit

It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta shit
It's that

Songwriters
COMBS, SEAN/CURRY, MARK/WINANS, MARIO MENDELL

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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