Glenda "Gizzle" Proby - Gangsta Like Me lyrics

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Glenda "Gizzle" Proby - Gangsta Like Me lyrics

[Snoop Dogg] Dogg back up in this motherf**er Hoes know how to act up in this motherf**er They I know I make it crack up in this motherf**er All blue Chuck's and my khakis in this motherf**er I'm lookin' for a thick one Pecan brown, she lookin' for the slim one Loves to go down, she say she likes the big one I need her right now, do you know where I can get one? To give me brain like a genius She love my hair pressed like the cleaners And got a friend named Trina You see 'em from behind you'll think they Venus and Serena Hmm, now that's my kinda b**h Take your clothes off, damn baby kinda thick Love Snoopy blue, yeah I'm that type of Crip And we was about to dip 'til she hit me with this, trip [Hook] I ain't ever met another gangsta like you I ain't really sure but I think I'd like to Give you my number to my cellular phone Play my cards right, will you take me home? (Girl you will never meet a gangsta like me We can our thing but you can't be wifey Go and let your Doggy boy give you a bone At the end of the night I'll take you home) [Snoop Dogg] (Blaow!) I limp with my two step Got two friends, we can have group s** (Blaow!) n***a from the 2-1 Tall and skinny and always got blue on Say I make cool songs My nasty video made her do p**n And she go real far Still can't believe that she's talkin' to a real star Pop told me real hard And threw that backshot on me real hard Royal penis is clean, I'm king like the boulevard Dogg do his thing, got her feelin' like a superstar Wanna share her feelin's with her friends Tell her husband that there's another man And she say that I made her fall in love I had to shake her fast like I wasn't when I was A pimp from the Beach, gator shoes on my feet Got my game from the streets, never been for a freak Had the nerve to ask for money when I beat it up I looked at the b**h like cut, dat-dat-dat [Hook] I ain't ever met another gangsta like you I ain't really sure but I think I'd like to Give you my number to my cellular phone Play my cards right, will you take me home? (Girl you will never meet a gangsta like me We can our thing but you can't be wifey Go and let your Doggy boy give you a bone At the end of the night I'll take you home) [Snoop Dogg] The homies say cuz don't do it to her You gon' have to always do it to her She be creepin' to your hotel, sayin' that she won't tell Knowin' one night won't do for ya (Nope) You know I got that gangsta Make you wanna tell my mama "thank ya" Then give me all your paper, everytime I lay ya Snoop Dogg, playa-playa I'm always with a bad b**h You could say I got a bad b**h habit See a bad b**h, is like a fat blunt I got one but you know I got to grab it So lil' mama what's happenin'? Let me know if you're tryin' to get it crackin' Wanna chill, when you down for the smashin'? Ms. American Gangsta, Mr. Blue Magic [Hook] x2 I ain't ever met another gangsta like you I ain't really sure but I think I'd like to Give you my number to my cellular phone Play my cards right, will you take me home? (Girl you will never meet a gangsta like me We can our thing but you can't be wifey Go and let your Doggy boy give you a bone At the end of the night I'll take you home)