[Intro – Joe Beast]
(“Gangstasâ€)
Detroit in last minute
(“Gangstasâ€)
Yeah, to all my Hill
(“Gangstasâ€)
Yeah everybody out there
(“Gangstasâ€)
Ya know what I mean?
Rock that
Rock that
(“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh**
(“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh**
Rock that
(“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh**
(“Gangstasâ€) sh**, sh**, sh**
[Verse 1 – Joe Beast]
Do no sh** talkin’
Sprayin’ n***as up when that clip poppin’
On the west with the (gangstas),
they Crip walkin’
Glock pistol grip, custom fit coffins
n***as is rollin’ they sh**, blunt coughin’
n***a is you (gangsta) or just talkin’
Them ill hill n***as, do this sh** often
From my project bricks to Compton
We original (gangstas)
and really a** critical (gangstas)
Now you hit lookin’ pitiful, ain’t ya?
You ain’t no motherf**in’ (gangsta), gangsta
Yo, you got to walk in the shoes of a (gangsta)
And you gotta pay your dues to be a (gangsta)
Yo them n***as make the news, they cause (gangsta)
The bad guy lose, that ain’t gangsta (“gangstaâ€)
Yo those Pittsburgh n***as is (gangstas)
Yeah them Chi-town n***as is (gangstas)
Boston n***as is (gangsta)
Yo, Philly n***as they keep it (gangsta)
And them New York n***as they (gangstas)
And them L.A. n***as, yo they (gangstas)
And them ATL n***as, they (gangstas)
[Verse 2 – Joe Beast]
Do you really keep it (gangsta), yeah or is you bluffin’
A real (gangsta) leave a murder scene disgustin’
Where my (gangstas) servin’ them fiends hustlin’
Real (gangstas) they ain’t hustlin’ for nothin’
Is that a (gangsta)? Naw, homey
Them Hill (gangstas) they’ll break your jaw homey
Them East coast (gangstas) on that grind
And them West coast, g**nin’ throwin’ signs
My down South (gangstas), gettin’ crazy pay
Be so (gangsta), throw they gays to your braids
This is for my (gangstas), in the grave
And this is for my (gangstas), locked in the caves
Keep that sh** (gangsta), sharpin’ up them blades
This is for my (gangstas), on lockdown
And my n***as, got the block locked down
We gangstas n***as, we don’t gotta down
[Chorus – Joe Beast]
(Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta, is you or ain’t ya
Those (gangstas) gangstas will shoot you or shank ya
They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya
But I’m a keep it (gangsta), even if I’m famous
[Verse 3 – Joe Beast]
We don’t wet ya’ll (gangstas),
so ya’ll better respect our (gangstas)
Matter fact you ain’t no
motherf**in’ (gangsta), you a car thief
n***a if you (gangsta), then try to harm me
(Good sh**), dog you gonna need a army
Don’t have me have to call them n***as from Core Street
They bringin’ more heat, come to start a war with Beast
Monsters, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhies
n***a, I love this gangsta sh**
No guns in the pen now shank you quick
Now that’s that (gangsta) sh**, sh**, sh**
Joe Beast goin’ to the bank with this
Now that’s (gangsta), Beast is in
Watch me sloppy Joe off this zero’s gin
Go to jail, back out in the streets again
If drop they gun, put the heat to his chin
Now that’s
[Chorus – Joe Beast]
(Gangsta) gangsta, gangsta is you or ain’t ya
Them (gangstas) gangstas will shot you or shank ya
They say (gangsta) this gangsta music change ya
But I’m a keep it gangsta even I’m famous