Geto Boys - Straight Gangstaism lyrics

...when the fire dies down what the f** you gonna do? Damn it feels good to be a gansta... Yeah, i take y'all way back Seven years old, I'm lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood, 'cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good, Even when we played cops and robbers on the block, Nobody wanted to play the cop yeah, 'cause the cop was a p**y-a** b**h, And if you played the cop, n***a you got your a** kicked! I was a curious child, I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act, The way they wore dat gansta hat, Tilted, rim layed flat out, Now that's the type a sh** i'm talkin' about yeah, Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other, Leanin' to one side, cooler than a motherf**er, With the gansta** nicknames, k**in' boy, pokey, big joe, go-deal, lil lane, True muthaf**in' mack daddies, b**h on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy, Wid a chrome plated .357 Ready to send a muthaf**a on a stairway to heaven, I was fascinated, yeah I let 'em influence me, and my momma hate it, But she still gave me love, 'cause my momma understood, That it was in my blood, See i was a psycho, And in a few mo' years she wouldn't have to worry about a michael, 'cause i'll be makin' my own decisions, yeah Comin' up fast, clockin' cash Straight ganstaism Yeah... uh... on and on and on and on and on... yeah... uh Break it down Uh Like dat Like dat Yeah Now is '93 I got a name fo' myself, Made a little dough, played the cards i was dealt, Didn't go fo' self, now i'm a g, huh And every muthaf**in' body know me, n***as in the hood, all got love, 'cause they saw me raise up from a muthaf**in scrub, And hoes that i know, From way back befo' They used to say no, All wanna go to the hotel, 'cause they claim that they intrested, And everybody talkin' about the sh** that they wish they did, But i surpa**ed all that, They used to wanna know if i was down, now they don't ask all that, 'cause they believin' what they seein' A young n***a comin' up fast, yeah Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' out ma folks, Some were straight g's and some when not smoking dope, I had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong, Even though some folks didn't think that i'd live long, I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto' Gettin' licks in the dough ague and the big joe, Walkin' out the door wid a gallon of jack, Sellin' straight cess booze 'cause back then there weren't no crack, A matter fact, to this day, I'm doin' sh** like grandpa in every way, I got my hustle on loc i ain't frontin' Jus' a young n***a in this world tryin' ta have somethin' yeah That's then you find and i know, That's how i was raised and that's how i'm a go, I dunno will i ever be a cell mate but i do know i'm never goin' straight... Gansterism Yeah [toke] really doe [toke] 3-2 in the muthaf**in' house doe [toke] Down with the mutherf**in' gb [toke] And y'all gonna hear the original big baby really doe [toke] And the mutherf**in' 9 to the deuce! I know you heard that big baby [toke] yeah [toke] We got seag in the muthaf**in' house doe from oakland [toke] yeah We got big mike yeeahuh, fattey hattey yeeahuh We got big chief and lejay, really doe [toke] Say big baby, lookit my deed [laugh laugh] You f**in' b**h! [laugh laugh laugh] really doe Bido in the muthaf**in' house, yeah n***a face evil [toke] really doe [toke] They can't fade this soft sh** doe [toke] Uh the they can't fade it doe I'm outta this beeyatch! Z