Burn muthaf**a burn!
I'm made, the sh** you muthaf**as can't fade
Jumped up off the porch and threw my nuts down in these streets, dog
Can't lean on my daddy, told my family I'm gon' feed y'all
b**h n***as can't stand me cause I won't live on my knees, dog
Swear they gonna get at me, I'm in your hood
b**h, I don't see y'all
Gangsta Gibbs from gangsta island, nothing but money piling
To the ceiling is all I'm feeling and all I think about
It's crazy how these controlled substances got us busting sh**
I can't control my life, it's in sole control of the government
Across the nation it's plenty n***as in litigation
Snitches cut your throat to cut time and soften their situations
Serving hard or soft you know me I'm dead with them demonstrations
Haters can't contest us, K-Y-S I can feel your frustrations
Yes some n***as tried to murk me
Guess those bullets wasn't meant for me
I'mma catch they a** and burn 'em, you s**as get no sympathy
A menace to my city, I forever live in infamy
And I know your so-called history's a mystery
I'm about to let 'em burn
I show n***as no pity
Run in my f**in city
Don't like it, come and get me
Father please forgive me
I'm a gangster, I'm a hustler
Couldn't play me for no s**er
I'll blow the roof up off this muthaf**a
Let it burn
Burn, muthaf**a, burn
We don't need no water
These n***as don't want no drama
I'mma terrorize these streets
Till these fools come get my like Osama
I ain't ducking or hiding
When I'm out here smoking and riding
Heard there's a hit on the babyface, b**h it ain't hard to find him
How often must I remind them gangster sh** ain't for play
You write this sh** on the paper
But I live that sh** every day
I seen the pigs k**ed my dude in front of his family like some ho
Every time I hit the stage it's four police at all my shows
Mother had him, mother love him
Courts and judges, motherf** 'em
Thousand grammin' went straight slammin'
In for life, it's corporate thuggin
Wear the mask, up in all black, you b**hes rather be proactive
Talked to Charlie Mack he said I got the city on my back
They call me Bobby Suds since these n***as can't fade me
He got indicted by a snitching b**h named Stacey
I know these rapper n***as that got my brother's skrilla thirty five
Said Fred you hot, so these thug n***as gon' try to be by your side
I show n***as no pity
Run in my f**in city
Don't like it, come and get me
Father please forgive me
I'm a gangster, I'm a hustler
Couldn't play me for no s**er
I'll blow the roof up off this muthaf**a