Rappy McRapperson - I'm A Gangster lyrics

Don't player hate on me, play-player hate somebody else (Yeah) Yo, yo, yo, I'm a gangster gvfjgpfjgkprkjg'rkjg'wpg'gkporw Where my dawgs at? Bark with me if you're my dog Yo, yo, yo, 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 somewhere else) I'm a gangster, I'm straight up (Straight up gangster, dude) Grrr, I'm steaming mad, grrr (Yeah) 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 policeman 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 Jews 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 three (Why?) 'Cause 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 (Dance) Some say we're the perfect match (Step off, step back, step away, step back, don't step forward, back, don't step forwards, step backwards, backwards, don't step to me, do not step to me) 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 Petty helped me make the gangster beat to this song I shot him in the face 'cause 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 dubs, iced out like hockey My friend got kicked out of Japan for drinking all the sake f** a b**h Gimme head, hoe What's up to my dawgs? 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 Die, die, evil Santa Claus, die No, I don't wanna do acapella I like to slap b**hes I like to slap hoes