Dont player hate on me
grrrrr
play...player hate somebody else
yeah,yo yo, im a gangster
where my dogs at
bark with me if your my dog
yo,yo,yo
im going...im going to give a shout out to all the player haters
(i dont like player haters)
if your a player hater dont like play..player haters
(player hate someone else)
im a gangster
im straight up
(straight-up gangster dude)
grrrrr, im steaming mad
grrrrr,ehhh
im a gangster
im a straight-up G
the gangster life is the like for me
shooting people by day, selling drugs by night being a gangster is hell uptight
i walk around town with a stark erection
then gave your mom a yeast infection
i saw the police man and i punched him in the eye
to serve and protect,what a lie
i also dont like white people, you should'nt to
and dont get me started,about the jews
im a gangster
grrrrr,im mad
im a gangster,my rhymes are bad
im a gangster
i might stout like a freezer
im a gangster
i dont listen to wheezer
i dropped out of school at the age of three
(why)
'cause all the teachers tried to player-hate on me
(oh)
my rhymes are cool,just like doing cocaine
my rhymes are hot,like a burning flame
sysco is my homie he's a gangster too
me and sysco are the leaders of the gangster crew
i like to be in jail
and he likes to sing and dance
(yay)
some say we're a perfect match
(step off,step back ,step AWAY,step back,don't step forward,step back,dont step forwards step backwards,backwards do not step to me ,do not step to me
EEEERRRRGGGGG)
im giving a shout out to all my homies in cell block eight
being in jail sucks 'cause you always have to masterbate
except when a jewish person goes to jail,all my homies cheer
they will make mints meat out of his rear
then petty helped me make the gangster beat to the song
i shot him in the face 'cause he looked at me wrong
im a gangster
i drop bombs like Heroshima
im a gangster
bitch suck on my weiner
im a gangster
i smoke weed and a cigar
yo,my gangster flow
yo...yo,yo,yo
yo
im rolling on doves ice out like hockey
i got kicked out of japan for drinking kelosokey
(ooo)
what a bitch
(ohhh)
gimme'head hoe
(oooo)
what's up to my dogs
yo,yo,yo
they play this song on the ratioall day long
so everyone can hear my gangster song
nobody thought i'd blow up like a firestone tire
ohhh,theres no beat left
*gunshots*die*gunshots*die santa clause die*gunshots*
no i don't want to do whackapedalin'