I'm a mother fucking mess man Street niggaz fo sho A fire Hot Boy a?? ok? Ya know [Chorus: TQ] We only like gangsta shit Cause I drive a gangsta car
Übersetzung: Hot Boys. Gangsta N *** a.
you do that dance, and let me get behind you While you in front of my man, in front of your man Chill gun on my waist, with a blunt in my hand We spending a
underestimatin' Chorus: You think I ain't gone split a wig? Think again, You guessin' and underestimatin' "U" all "N" You think I ain't gone split a wig? "U" all "N
be catchin' a nigga corner, rippin' through a nigga street Hot Boys they ride with me, like a preist, five deep Windows tinted, clips extened, drum lettin' Bustin' lead 'n, real 'n, Hot
'll do better grabbin a K., bein ready to spray Make a muthafucka day, nigga be ready to spray [Chorus] [Verse 3] Spark the beef up like a lighter, i'm a gangsta
, carz and all Niggaz on the block paper-chasin'+Play'n It Raw+ I'ain gangsta, thatz just gangsta in the studio I'ma gangsta, that shitz gangsta everywhere
a million dollar gang wit a 2 million dollar mouthpiece And quick to lil freak on these satin silk sheets Now playa, Rufus Playin in the Lexus, Gangsta got a
lead son Split your fuckin' wig and leave you drippin', make you bled some I'm here to battle if you don't come with a weapon A lyrical monster - My niggas
, you know, what they see and if, if you refuse 'em an autograph, "Oh Eminem is a _____, he's a ______, well yo ____ you then So you wanna be a rap superstar
town ordering Gyros The bad bitch keep a tool in her bible Quick to murder her rivals and her pops was a gangsta Disciple Killed about a dozen Vice Lords
N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity U.N.I.T.Y., love a black man from infinity to infinity (Who you calling a bitch?) U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y. that's a
can remember that damn thing like yesterday The way she moved reminded me of a Brown Stallion horse with skates on smooth like a hot comb on nappy ass
and I'm still hot Wow! I need a moment y'all, see I almost felt a tear drop... [Bridge:] When was the last time you heard a real anthem? Nas, the millionaire
ain't lovin' this law, so break the law and get buck I-B-N buckin' the system Cuz the system's a hizzoe (hoe) And I don't care bout no law, cuz Uncle
doe like Bill when the chip was invented So it's, no thing for me to pull a few strings to Get a, few things that cost a few G's You ain't passed it
a family that'll knock these bitches outta they shoes So listen to a professional We'a get the best of you And run a gas truck through the center in ya
stroke in my motion, strollin' Toke and a poke and a smoke got me loaded Put a purple ocean in my soda make potion Pull a rover over by some hoes make
