L.V.M. - Gangsta sh** lyrics

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L.V.M. - Gangsta sh** lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Now I ain't really got time for the he say She say yellin ova tracks like a motherf**in DJ Dey beggin for attention I'm beggin for a reason Masked up get these straps yeh it's unseasoned These n***as broke they joke Laugh at you n***as sit back and smoke (Ha-Ha) Gangsta sh** duffle bag full of bricks Add it all up save for the chips HOLY GUACOMOLE! datz a whole lot dip 12 months, run that's a whole lot of flips Well bury ya today datz a whole lot of trips Say he got six chevys now that's a whole lot of whips (What's up) [Hook] Gangsta sh** gangsta sh** the way I do my thang gansta sh** Gangsta sh** I'm just a young ghetto n***a with a big azz chain [Verse 2: Slick Pulla] You recreate a shield you betta respect us Betta understand the game, these checks, not checkers Two chunked out chains we call dem double deckers You comin for that saint n***a we bound to wreck ya My n***as add flavor to the game like zeteran b**h my 25th tool I'm a concrete veteran We eat wheat n***as up like corn on the cob You a hustla, naw don't quit ya day job! [Verse 3: Blood Raw] Errbody claim reson errbody kno the game I call dem trap actors half the n***as lame But on the real sh** Felons still tow the heap Real thug bread O.G. like Bun B Jeezy from the hood Slick from the gutta We to real ova here to fall out like Cash Money brothers Naked boy smith Ran for Evan Smith Ross facin life and that's rich now that's Gangsta sh**! [Hook] [Verse 4: Bun B] Cali gon cali ridin tall in his saddle Pullin up low and with that choppa I'm ready for battle It's gangstas from San Francisco and up to Seattle We ain't with all that snitchin sh** so mane go and get tattle I'm a dirty south legend and thou shall honor the team From the land of the long hard Where we home sellin D Get that dirt weed local Not the indo ship Not to mention the gallons of Promethazine that we sip