Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas up, hold they dick Bitch sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few out and pop, simply 'cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggaz see me when I come And ain't no denyin' them big motherfuckers is twenty-five in and out of white line, six double, oh Deuce zeroes, I'm feelin' like the streets is
Mines hustle, Mucho Dinero, heat's See fall guys than Foreman Ali combined If there's beef, I'm releasin' And I won't stop bustin' 'til them Escalade seats
The kid with a greasy nine, come through and blast I shots like Arthur Ashe You do the math, ten shots, ten dead Fuck bein' sorry, it ain't but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a survivin' up the ambulance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him And The Game ain't tryin' to win, the awards So, keep that little ass and that Neil Armstrong, nigga
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Trust me, dog, shit you can put in your rap That'll you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's that thinkin' I retired my Chuck, put the gun back in the holsters 'Cause I through traffic in a roaster
But that don't stop the heater from or me comin' through Droppin' all y'all niggaz three in the chamber Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin', one in the One I push the button's right next to the cup holder
Dog, we can get this over, I got ten on The Game Let's say that Lee crack ya brain Ain't gotta look over my shoulder, I'm with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's with the bloodstains
And the real good with that pickup A1 good with the carpet cleaning, they can get the rest of that up 'Cause I kill like the hiccups, two at a Put you niggaz to each other, how I do 'em in line
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up, hold dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Come in a big boy, leave the bullshit at home If beef cook, I'm bringin' the chrome If I die then I'm leavin' a but if I live Through the drama one mo' time them boys gotta dig
When I about who shot me, I listen to Big I'm rhymin' on the road, I listen to Jig Bump Nas off purple, sittin' on the block And when I'm up them clips, I listen to 'Pac
A semi with me Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns Than F A B O L O U S got And you get 'em all in the face when shit get thick Make the back of your head like Jerome Kearsey
And nuthin' to do a drive by in the hood We ain't got survival but I'ma still take that ride Bet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze on it Think this a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it
Real gangstas stand up, hold they Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what of nigga is you? I'm the type to a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply I'm mad at you
Real stand up, hold they dick Bitch sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the to pack a gat or few Pull out and pop, 'cause I'm mad at you