Josh Groban - I'm A Gangster lyrics

Don't player hate on me, player hate somebody else Yo, yo yo I'm a gangster Where my dogs at? Bark with me if you're my dog Yo yo yo, I'm going, I'm gonna give a shout out to all the player haters (I don't like player haters) If you're a player hater don't player, player hate on me (player hate somebody else) I'm a gangster, I'm straight up G (straight up gangster, dude) Grrr I'm steaming mad. grrr I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G The gangster life is the life for me Shooting people by day, selling d** by night Being a gangster is hella tight. I walk around town with a stark erection, then gave your mom a yeast infection I saw the police man and I punched him in the eye To serve and protect, WHAT A LIE! I also don't like white people, you shouldn't too And don't get me started about the j**s I'm a gangster Grrr I'm mad I'm a gangster My rhymes are bad I'm a gangster I'm iced out like a freezer I'm a gangster I don't listen to Weezer I dropped out of school at the age of 3 (why?) Coz all the teachers tried to player hate on me.(oh) My rhymes are cool, just like doing c**aine My rhymes are hot, like a burning flame Sisqo is my homie, he's a gangster too Me and Sisqo are the leaders of the gangster crew I like to be in jail and he likes to sing and dance(yay) Some say we're the perfect match STEP OFF! STEP BACK! STEP AWAY! STEP BACK! DON'T STEP FORWARD! STEP BACK! DON'T STEP FORWARDS! STEP BACK! BACKWARDS, DON'T STEP TO ME! DO NOT STEP TO MEEE! grr I'm giving a shout out to my homies in cell block 8 Being in jail s**s 'cause you always have to masturbate Except when a Jewish person goes to jail all my homies cheer They will make mince meat out of his rear Ben Peddy helped me make the gangster beat to this song I shot him in the face coz he looked at me wrong I'm a gangster I drop bombs like Hiroshima I'm a gangster b**h s** on my wiener I'm a gangster I drive a cool car I'm a gangster I smoke weed in a cigar Yo my gangster flow Yo, yo yo yo I'm rolling on dubbs, iced out like hockey I got kicked out of Japan for drinking all the sake f** a b**h, gimme head hoe What's it to my dogs? Yo yo yo They play this song on the radio all day long So everyone can hear my gangster song Nobody thought I'd blow up like a Firestone tire- ...Oh there's no beat left (gunshots) Die, die Santa Claus, die ...No I don't wanna do acapella I like to slap b**hes I like to slap hoes... All my ladies go oh-oh-oh