Dirty (US) - Gangsta lyrics

Uh b**h I been a "G" all my life A "G" down to ride "G's" stay getting high I'm a "G" 'til I die A n***a known to bust gats Take half a day to skeet crack I represent the slum Gangsta body dipped in all black Don't act like you ain't know that My clique is quick to go at Any of y'all prankstas, y'all ain't gangstas Y'all just throwbacks Put slugs to yo brain Thuggin blood's in my vein The ghetto version of Norman Bates Thug in the same So ask about me p**no with six stars So don't doubt me And n***as who ain't gangsta Stay the f** away from round me I got dope in every county f**in b**hes that's a ? They call me that boy Nutty Ain't no n***a finna clown me sh**, I haul off and kidnap yo whole family Strap up a bomb and k** every one for testing me So when I go I'm taking all my folks So when we hit hell, we still can go to war That's gangsta! Now if you catch me with a OZ Ridin 4 deep in a Caprice Hollin f** the police motherf**er You in the hood er'day Same clothes tryin ta skeet a pound of dro' motherf**er You in the feds gotta do 5 years Just because you would't squeal motherf**er You got kids to feed They gotta live even if you have to k** motherf**er Now Lil Burn-One's the n***a hoe hoppin, dro' copin, gun toter Wool club loader, 4-5 in the holster And its the take over I'm shaking these b**hes from off my co*k And these haters up off my shoulder Claiming gangsta but you so coward Talking bout trepos Sissy a** b**h then take yo a** to Chuck Wilder Women's prison and you still probably won't last for a hour You a n***a scared to d**h you gon' get raped in the shower By 6 dikes slapping yo a** with towels You'll probably move yo bowels You'll probably piss on yourself and crumble like a ball of powder See we fo sho' folk, 9-7 four-door Black Game claiming throwing signs out the window We keep it all "G", since elementary We represented from the block to penitentiary Make em remember me, Burn one the O.G I'm going out black clothes out, fro'd out, thats Gangsta! CHORUS He just asked me "Pimp why you ? my trick?" Hoes tell that n***a my name Frank Dingaling b**h I'm that fat daddy hall Fifth of Hen, hydro, bull dagger and her friend I'm a fat nasty dog I make these hoes crawl Plus I'm gangsta bought Bust at my enemy Plus I'm in they main girl draws You ain't no kin to me So n***a keep my name out yo mouth You talkin sh** I'll co*k this trigga b**h and run in yo house And lay you down Let me come into your house So piss on the ground co*k this pistol into your mouth And don't make a sound There's no way in and there's no way out So bring me your ? I'm bumping New Edition's "Candygirl" When Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky, and Mike had a curl That's gangsta You heard gangstas make the world turn round Well sh**'s gon' continue popping while fire burn on the ground Now that's gangsta! CHORUS