Crave - Wanna Be a Gangsta? lyrics

[Intro: Buddha Monk] Ha-humph.. ha-humph.. ha-humph Alright.. [Chorus: Buddha Monk] So you wanna be a gangsta Walk like a gangsta, talk to like a gangsta Shake fifty on a stranger Hold ya head up and do things right Fore this type of life will sneak you in the night I had no choice, I had to be that gangsta Delete fake gangstas, scheme on anyone who's gangsta I didn't want it but I was forced with this life I'm from the ghetto so it's a part of my life So I fight.. [Crave] Yo you think you gangsta? I shoot at you chumps Catch me gettin' drunk, smokin' blunts with Buddha Monk I'm a marquee playa, spark the, haze up, and a, Garcia Vega Stop smokin', that's what the surgeon general urges But I'll smoke a n***a, off the general purpose Pockets full of money And n***as, be's in my business cuz I'm around they honey Now stop it, fore I pop clips at you dummies And leave, be in the tropics where it's sunny Crave was in the dark, but now, I see the light Attitude like "f** tomorrow, I might not see tonight" Nowadays, cats, don't even fight They just shoot you, leave you leakin' on ya Nikes When I get on, I'ma make crazy wrong Then fire crackers like an M-80, gone [Chorus] [Delta One] Beautiful girls in them thongs To all my n***as that work hard like "Hang on" Y'all n***as wanna be like Ol' Dirty, baby, hear me on We play, no games, we handle them thangs Everybody wan' bang, here's a rope, go hang Listen, I exorcism rhymes when my thoughts break out of prison Who is the shizzle hang out with his SupaFriendz them? Yeah, call 'em my menacle, you get tackled I crime beats with my rhyme scaffold, hazardous but natural Certain thoughts'll leave you baffled It's different from that though, type of sh** that kinda laughs at you Listen my nizzle, avoid gettin' hit with the utensil [Chorus] [Buddha Monk] Take this Brooklyn holocaust, low key any cross My Elite Team force bringin' noise at any force Don't bluff the hand cuz man, that's yo' a** Don't know what it takes to be this man (Could it be slangin' the d**, bustin' a slug at any mug Or duckin' the cops, takin' a shot, robbin' the spot, n***a?) It's all above, I gotta do whatever the f** Daddy made no chumps, let's take the gun and then bust (Well, I hear that but what you gon' do if they react You ready to go out and watch the blood fall out, n***a?) I'm goin' wit that, n***a, take 'em out Grab him by the neck and put a gun in his mouth (You sound like a gangsta) You wanna see if I'm gangsta? (Nah, I wanna hang with a gangsta) This gangsta bang with no hangers I don't wanna reap what I sold, I pull the heat then Duc-Lo (Oh, I get it, you don't want a cat like me to know, so I'll go) Don't even talk about it, get ya sh** now, n***a, and go [Chorus]