(feat. JT Money)
(Intro: Luke)
Yo this is a record about stars fakin like gangstas
Gangstas trying to be stars
Stars wanting to be ganstas but they really pranksters
So I had to get my man JT cause we the only true 2 ex=cons on staff
And so we could kick it to you straight and not fake
Aiyyo JT kick it
(Verse One: JT Money)
Picture a n***a as raw as me, the motherf**in J to the T
Tired of n***as saying how bad they are
Fronting like ganstas but I call em Gan-stars
Stars that want to be gangsters
But I'm from the real side not like Jekyell and Hyde
Bad boys don't stay f** n***as on the street
You see that ain't me
Example n***as go to concerts f**ed up
The next thing you know the n***as gettin chumped up
And they don't look so tough to me
I guess n***as ain't the same on and off TV
But not me I grab the mike and shoot game
And on the streets it's the same motherf**in thang
See I pop no bullsh**
If you offended wear it if the motherf**ing shoe fits
But still don't have 2 left feet
f** around get your sh** split to the white meat
Cause yall ain't nothing but pranksters
f** n***as faking like ganstas.
(Luke)
I can't stand a n***a talking about a gangsta
n***a ain't nothing but a motherf**in prangsta
n***a ain't never been to jail
Bigga ain't never put a cap in a n***a
n***a just talking about dropping a n***a
Cause he saw another n***a drop a n***a on TV
Aye yo JT kick example 2
(Verse 2: JT Money)
Example 2, the neiborhood chump
Andy Gump came across a sawed off pump
I guess the n***as now longer a chump
Cause now he talk sh** and quick to pop the trunk
Young n***a got bad over night
Maybe that dumb sh** got his a** hype
Walking around with a unit in the place
Hanging with the big boys smoking lace
But his wall ain't up to date
And I hate f** n***as who perpetrate
Like n***as makin love songs first
Next time you see em all they do us curse
Talkin bout the n***as they k**
1st they was lovas now they trying be real
And for the ones talking bout the whiteman
Ever told your fans whos your bossman?
I guess that makes yall prankstas
f** n***as fakin like gangstas!
(Luke)
f** n***as you got me worried, yes you got me worried
Because first of all yall talkin this black sh**, black this black that
The whiteman's still collecting yo motherf**ing paycheck
You ain't told yo motherf**ing fans that
It's a whole different tale about n***as who getting it like this
"Real n***as" Faking like gangstas
"Real n***as" Faking like gangstas
"You guys know who I'm talking to...Ohhh! (NWA)
(Verse 3: JT Money)
None of them f** n***as ever did time
But while it's on my mind
We got up 4 in the morning fo cold eggs and grits
Jim Jones and doodoo on a stick
n***as had to eat this sh** everyday
And one n***a got shanked up for a tray
And you gotta have your set up to date
While n***as be scrapping fo a place
And nobody snitches
Cause snitches get stiches fo talking like b**hes!
They wouldnt last cause they prankstas
c*nt n***as faking like gangstas