Reef The Lost Cauze - Gangsta lyrics

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Reef The Lost Cauze - Gangsta lyrics

(Intro) Doap Yeah, AOTP, that's gangsta n***a Sour Diesel the album is here Yeah, uh [Doap Nixon] Tempo take, no shirt wit a cold smirk A J A, runaway babe wit no shirt Shady endeavors, you play me neva I'mma product of my environment plus the 80's era Buckin' half lip, gas spit when the gra** lit Sour Diesel trippin' off acid That's the way my youngins play, they so loco They transport their work in coffee beans from SoHo Then what? So what you think you tellin' us wit them jail threats We know how to bids scrap, know how to live scrap Dudes got bright ideas till they get wig clapped This games just a big trap Full of lil' kids rap And it's all the same; they do a video, bling-bling Then they go pawn their chains (f*ggots) So we don't care about y'all dudes that rap hard Y'all names up in bright lights and mines is on a black card That's gangsta n***a [Demoz] Ayo I f** wit the beat like, wouldn't do this acapella b**hes lookin' at my ways, they look like helicopter propellers f** you mean you gettin' mozzarella You payed a hundred for them jeans, them b**h's Rocafella Hella weed in my dutch got me medicated Meditated b**h, n***as hatin' cuz I'm educated Street smart, we fart, n***a I am elevated Floatin' like a helium baloon without my head inflated This sh** you rap about other n***as laugh about I'm hungry so I'm clappin' out Ya adam till the apple's out Pills and apple juice, you pissin' I just have to ask It's funny so I have to brag You sh**tin' in a plastic bag You'se a f*ggot man, I'll clap you like a Pakistan A rope around ya neck I'll hold you up like a traffic jam Trash ya man if I'm Diesel wit the gun [Reef the Lost Cauze] Geah, Nixon, I got you baby, it's Cauze n***as is trash, betta step ya bars up Broke outta jail, told 'em step their bars up Ya haze is two base, step your jars up Break ya face up chump, step your jaw up All Chucks, my true flame n***as Buss thru ya f**in' wall like that Kool Aid n***a Oh-yeah, the rest ought to know I'm the best and you a flake like fresh fallin' snow (f**in' flake a** chump, Hollywood n***as) I'm 26 but in the game about five of those Wars, tours, albums, got five of those So pay homage, don't let me catch you poppin' sh** Cuz I'll k** ya career before you drop a disc Who hot as this? Bring me to meet the n***a I'll beast, battered, deep fried eat the n***a King Kong, Chewbacca straight beastin' n***a You talk greasy, but I just don't believe you n***as Me neither, nope! [Planetary] Before I get caught by the Federally's I move my family to Cali You pushin' kush in the alley I'm pushin' 08 Denali's I'm ridin' out like a renegade Reef rockin' shotty We got a trunk full of hand grenades to dismantle ya body You n***as rappin' like you ain't been potty trained I got pots to piss in, n***as step ya polly game Gas high, but f** that, I don't ride the train If I can't afford it, I start recordin' a lotta flame (You know they had to invite Planet n***a!) I'm Mike Jordan on top of my game That's why I treat Nixon like Pippen Cuz wit 'em they can't stop my reign This sh** gangsta, lemme explain that Demoz will cut ya and leave you framed at the train tracks You all bloody and tied up to the third rail Cryin' for ya momma, but the drama where you first fell You too feminine, take it to the grave witcha When ya head detach, I'mma laugh and Paz take the pictures This sh** gangsta