Chorus (2x):
If she ain't a gangsta b**h
Then i don't want her don't want her
And if she ain't a gangsta b**h
Then i don't need her
You can keep her
Master p:
I need a b**h to hold my stash, a b**h to give me some a**
And when i'm on the run i need a hoe to send me some cash
I'm a ball 'til i fall and that's the first right
I need a b**h to watch my house while i live the streetlife
And i know it sound crazy
I want a gangsta b**h to have my baby
And pack a 380
And ride calm by the po-pos with dope in the mercedes
And known to be a lady
And ma**age me with hennessy and weed when she bathe me
Chorus (2x)
Steady mobbin' #1:
She gotta be a gangsta b**h bout that gangsta sh**
I'm living this gangsta life doing this mob-style sh**
I smash like clyde but need that bonnie on the side
To hold my straps and busts caps at n***as naps
We can sip hen be homies and best friends
Smash off x-o get his and hers m-10's
Collect my cash, conduct yourself with cla**
Get respect from my soldiers everytime you pa**
When i can't be seen you can inform my team
Call that shot to keep the block on pop
And can pop, more chickens than k-f-c
Lay down organize crime be my d-o-g
Chorus (2x)
Steady mobbin' #2:
I need a gangsta b**h, i need a gangsta gimp
I need a top notch shorty to hold my clip
And don't be afraid to fall in love with a thug
All you get from this lesson baby girl is true love
She was dapping me, coronel, on my jump when i was locked down
My black queen's sendin' me lex to the carpound
She see me now she closer than my b**h
She my boo cause she down to do some gangsta sh**
And if a b**h trip
She down to boot her for free
My little mama go to work everyday
I run the streets she's a g b**h
Chorus (2x)