Luke - Fakin' Like Gangsters lyrics

(feat. JT Money) (Intro: Luke) Yo this is a record about stars fakin like gangstas Gangstas trying to be stars Stars wanting to be ganstas but they really pranksters So I had to get my man JT cause we the only true 2 ex=cons on staff And so we could kick it to you straight and not fake Aiyyo JT kick it (Verse One: JT Money) Picture a n***a as raw as me, the motherf**in J to the T Tired of n***as saying how bad they are Fronting like ganstas but I call em Gan-stars Stars that want to be gangsters But I'm from the real side not like Jekyell and Hyde Bad boys don't stay f** n***as on the street You see that ain't me Example n***as go to concerts f**ed up The next thing you know the n***as gettin chumped up And they don't look so tough to me I guess n***as ain't the same on and off TV But not me I grab the mike and shoot game And on the streets it's the same motherf**in thang See I pop no bullsh** If you offended wear it if the motherf**ing shoe fits But still don't have 2 left feet f** around get your sh** split to the white meat Cause yall ain't nothing but pranksters f** n***as faking like ganstas. (Luke) I can't stand a n***a talking about a gangsta n***a ain't nothing but a motherf**in prangsta n***a ain't never been to jail Bigga ain't never put a cap in a n***a n***a just talking about dropping a n***a Cause he saw another n***a drop a n***a on TV Aye yo JT kick example 2 (Verse 2: JT Money) Example 2, the neiborhood chump Andy Gump came across a sawed off pump I guess the n***as now longer a chump Cause now he talk sh** and quick to pop the trunk Young n***a got bad over night Maybe that dumb sh** got his a** hype Walking around with a unit in the place Hanging with the big boys smoking lace But his wall ain't up to date And I hate f** n***as who perpetrate Like n***as makin love songs first Next time you see em all they do us curse Talkin bout the n***as they k** 1st they was lovas now they trying be real And for the ones talking bout the whiteman Ever told your fans whos your bossman? I guess that makes yall prankstas f** n***as fakin like gangstas! (Luke) f** n***as you got me worried, yes you got me worried Because first of all yall talkin this black sh**, black this black that The whiteman's still collecting yo motherf**ing paycheck You ain't told yo motherf**ing fans that It's a whole different tale about n***as who getting it like this "Real n***as" Faking like gangstas "Real n***as" Faking like gangstas "You guys know who I'm talking to...Ohhh! (NWA) (Verse 3: JT Money) None of them f** n***as ever did time But while it's on my mind We got up 4 in the morning fo cold eggs and grits Jim Jones and doodoo on a stick n***as had to eat this sh** everyday And one n***a got shanked up for a tray And you gotta have your set up to date While n***as be scrapping fo a place And nobody snitches Cause snitches get stiches fo talking like b**hes! They wouldnt last cause they prankstas c*nt n***as faking like gangstas