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Yo, somethin' dangerous man, gangsta

Woo, do you wanna p**p wit this guy

Do a buck on a ninety-five?

Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen

Talk of sex appeal, I was born gangsta

S**t, don't play wit me

An' in the game I'm as real as they come

Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun

Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta

Now let's get one thing straight

You f**' with a n**a, that's liable to catch a case

I'll turn ya birthday into your worst day

B**h, I'll have you on a high speed chase on the first day

Umm, try an' throw, I'm so affiliated

This greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin' faded

Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome wires an' switches

A n**a wit mo' crimes to riches

A ghetto jump start

Post it up with the tiny homies in my momma's front yard

A hood pioneer, can't function without the smell of gunpowder

An' fish fryin' in the air

I'm a sheist n**a, check for ice, n**a

B**h, you got the wrong n**a if you want a nice n**a

I'm Dub C, f**k a MC, catch me in a MC

On a buck twenty, b**h, f**k wit me?

Woo, do you wanna p**p wit this guy

Do a buck on a ninety-five?

Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen

Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta

S**t, don't play wit me

An' in the game I'm as real as they come

Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun

Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta

Now some b**s don't believe I can spit that 'izm

Till they wind up wit d**k all in 'em

Till they find theyself pullin' off denim

Intoxicated, off this venom

I kick game, big game, nickname

Insane, Ice Cube spits flame

Y'all niggaz gone feel it down range

Body feel strange, blah, no brain

I'm a throwback

That know how a gangsta do it an' a hoe act

Get off tha d**k if you don't wanna blow dat

Cuz b**s trip the bulls, act like prozac

Now there's gangsta-ism an' tribalism

I'm only f**' wit survivalism

Fo-fo to the do' is my religion, now wha's yours?

Pray, before I bust yours

Woo, do you wanna p**p wit this guy

Do a buck on a ninety-five?

Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen

Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta

S**t, don't play wit me

An' in the game I'm as real as they come

Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun

Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta

Woo, la la la, gangsta

Woo, la la la, I'm a gangsta

Every time I come around b**s starin' at me

Point n**a Mack 10 from the Dub S.C

Wit a L.A. fitted hat an' a fresh white tee

Fulla flair an' pizzazz but I'm a straight up G

Cocky 'cuz I'm rich, look good an' I know it

But I'm confused on what to be, a deep boy or poet

Head is mandatory, b**h, there's so much to blow it

An' if I do fall for you, I refuse to show it

So if you think I ain't pimpin', man that s**t is absurd

I stay hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, f**k whatchu heard

You say you down for me, s**t, but that's only words

You wanna show me love, b**h, I wanna play wit a bird

So regardless of the weather, b**h, don't get the chedda'

An' keep Big Daddy ridin' two-three's or betta

Wood on the dash wit the peanut butta' leather

An' like that Al Qaeda love, we can blow up togetha', holla

Woo, do you wanna p**p wit this guy

Do a buck on a ninety-five?

Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen

Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta

S**t, don't play wit me

An' in the game I'm as real as they come

Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun

Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta

Woo, la la la, gangsta

Woo, la la la, I'm a gangsta

Gangsta

Cuz I'm a gangsta