Robert "Fonksta" Bacon - You'z a Ganxta lyrics

[Intro] Siike! Oh no, it's '98 y'all and we got some new sh** What we say? Yes, ha-ha, fade the world in this motherf**er That's right oh, check it out [Verse 1] f** what ya heard, baby, I'm DJ Quik Whether on T.V. or in these streets, I'm still the sh** I went from drinkin' eight ball and makin' demos To drinkin' Hennessey & Chivas Regal in the back of the limo Gettin' my issue in life, you can't hate that And when I tell you about yo' self n***a, you can't take that Cause y'all be cross fadin' if you don't understand You got a side and I got one but you be crossin' Over here to see what's in my hand Yeah but that's cool too I gets my money on the double That's what I do hittin' them brown bubbles and avoidin' trouble Hoes to choose with nothin' to lose And a million mothaf**as wanna be in my shoes But you don't understand, beyond the parties & cheer I been broke my whole career breakin' bread with my peers Bought a '96 Impala the new dubel SS Before the 20,000 mile mark I gave it to sis' I could never bust a new shoe if my nephews ain't got 'em Fila Jumpman Cortez yeah I'm comin' out the pocket For my homies in the 'hood up on it when I'm around Cause there's a difference between bein' a thug & bein' down now [Hook x2] Bang bang boogie da bang da bang boogie to da Boogie bang boogie da bang f** what you sayin' n***a You's a gangsta (No I'm not!) You's a gangsta (No I'm not!) n***a, you's a gangsta! [Verse 2] Just cause I kick it with k**ers don't mean that I do it My occupation's a musician and I'm stayin' true to it I went from bein' a rider to bein' a provider While I was straddlin' the fence tryin' not to hit the divider Just an impressionable human being tryin' to do right Every now & then I get my manhood tested in fights Like I used to have a beef with this cat named Eiht And his homies approached me at the club El Rey What was I to do I'm on stage & I'm doin' my thang And this n***a's out in the crowd tryin' to hoo' bang Givin' it up for his homies & set trippin' too But he wasn't from Rollin' 60's more like Tragnew I wonder what's his problem what he tryin' to say Is this business personal or just f** Quik Day? I approached him like a man & not like a nut He turned around and put his drink down and straight knuckled up In the dark club punches is flyin' all around And even though it was me & him the rumors went 'round And said I k**ed somebody now how that sound How could I stomp somebody to d**h that's bigger than me And I'm just a hundred & fifty five pounds tell me [Hook] [Verse 3] See some don't realize the power of lyrics Cause when you rap about d**h you talkin' to spirits You see you can say the things that can help us all ball Or you can say things that make it bad for us all Fix the problem the only way is come to the source Don't be a Trojan Horse help us change the course Everybody knows that it's bad in the 'hood So check what you rappin' about if it ain't to the good I did my part a long time ago I changed my views Ain't no gang bangin' & slangin' just hangin' with trues Give it up to my Creator & that you can quote But mothaf**as still see me as a scapegoat Yeah like that night when Biggie died at Quincy Jones spot Like 400 other people yeah I heard some shots Broke away with the crowd nervous obviously & the mothaf**as blamed it on me What the hell!?! [Hook] [Outro] Check it out, this song is dedicated to the two most prolific writers in rap music history, 2Pac Shakur and the Notorious B.I.G. It's also dedicated to the little homie from 60's that lost his life at that party, rest in peace y'all. And to MC Eiht when you get yo' head together maybe we can do a record, feel me? I'm out.