: [Part 1] Randvoll mit Bier, komm ich an, ich lad die Pumpgun du sirbst, fur ne Hand voll Papier, fur ne Faust voller E's, mein Haus voller G's, der
look at my life) [Chorus] Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta) Look at my life (look at my life) I'ma gangsta
[Part 1] Randvoll mit Bier, komm ich an, ich lad die Pumpgun du sirbst, fur ne Hand voll Papier, fur ne Faust voller E's, mein Haus voller G's, der Sound
look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life (look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta) I'ma gangsta
it, get gettin it, gettin it mayne. [Outro:] Feels good to be a gangsta, Yah heard meh. I Said damn it feels good ta be a gangsta. New Orleans, Uptown
hate it I know you don't want me to be weak So when I sheine, you shine It's off the T-O-P You was the Livin' Legend in the UPT Do me a favor you and
with yo bank Buck! Buck! with yo chrome blood gushin' from they dome Got the company can't be safe carry 'em to they fuckin' drape You ask for one simple favor
it would be bigger than Earl's upper lip, Sip sizzurp, Su-preme on my shizzirt, I munch a bunch of tacos with Waverly's favorite wizard, The favorite
Straight outta Sideside Crazy muthafucka named Bank-o Crack rap, million dolla bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas talk gangsta But
: [Hook X2] [50 Cent] Every hood we go through All the gangstas around know my whole crew (Nigga what) We hold it down like we supposed to Nigga you
kaputt. Kaputt-putt, alles kaputt. Mike: Ey ich mach kaputt (putt-putt-putt), als wurd' ich Huhnerfuttern geh'n, hab keine Bruder, oder ne' Gang, wie
jokes on lap tops (uh huh) Real niggaz snatch glocks, and run up in spots We can talk Trump talk, real estate, stocks, and bonds Or gangsta shit, my Rugers
Ke tinia Keni [Coro] Mirame, Mirame ojos brujos matame Que quiero sentirte ya llego tu Gangster Me siento tan solo,Quiero Devorarte La Noche Esta oscura
care long as you and I are there (We're Steppin Out!) Cause we're on the scene (We're Steppin Out!) With the gangster lean (We're Steppin Out!) You wanna
The guage, my nine and my knife, Cockin' I pump my slugs all up in ya now what, Shoot a bitch just like a nigga Ain't no favor trigger you fall, It's
Chorus] x 4 Dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all [Sen Dog] Fiend for the mean green Never get enough is a mother fuckin' gangsta
a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the National People's Gang Panic
the tears, {c'mon) Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta
