Roscoe - That'z Gangsta sh** lyrics

Hey, ok lets do it, Young Gotti Yeah, you dont know about kurupt Young Gotti ok Let me show you something man Thats gangsta sh** (x4) n***a yeah gangsta'd up, yeah one time for your mind Gangsta sh** (x4) We don't give a f** we, we smashing in the cut Thats gangsta sh** (x4) n***a, what the f** you looking at You don't know me from jack, acting like you got a strap But cha'll is n***as 'n' bustaz, just a banch of punk motherf**ers Kurupt Young Gotti life in a potti You know me n***a, 2 shotty yeah, that stands for a reason Busting on n***as when its hunting season Gangstafied, living my life, do or die You could feel the vibe, its all inside Its Humo size, its homicidal and its very vital You could see these b**h n***as, they ain't sh** Acting like a b**h, like Kurupt 'Whats going on n***a' Thats gangsta sh** (x4) For me to bomb on that b**h n***a Like it ain't sh** Cause you's a motherf**en b*tch! Thats gangsta sh** (x4) Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats hussy sh** Thats gangsta sh** Thats the sh** I'm talking about The homeys walk about, 5 miles Kurupt get on the mic and spit 5 styles It really don't matter cause I'm hostile Leave n***as up in the hospital Conic, chronic, get from the middle Looking at a n***a cause to get played Like the cat played the fiddle Don't matter, cause they can't unsolve the riddle What the f** we cracking in Californa Wit n***as come up and blast on ya I never gave a f** about a b**h Kurupt Young Gotti b**h make me rich Next thing you know, I step to the side The homeboy hump already to ride T-C rollin, you know T-Cellin n***a rollin through a homie Roscoe deling [Roscoe] Kurupt and Roscoe holocaustal hostal Colousal concanjerish from Los Angeles Thats gangsta sh** (x4) Now who got them fo's bouncing down the streets And always got they heat Kurupt Young Gotti Thats gangsta sh** (x4) n***a who be in the corp And don't give a f** Big Nate n***a Big Snoop, you b**h n***as Thats gangsta sh** (x4) n***a ride dipping never gave a f** And we just so G'd to a T Thats gangsta sh** (x4) Ammos all you b**h n***as be trynna be G like me, n***a You ain't gangsta sh** (x3) You's just a b**h n***a, I like my switches to hope I want all my motherf**en gates burning n***as ain't looking and n***as ain't learning Just 1 turn and everythings turning These b**h n***as need to step up Cause Kurupt to me, no concerning Just money earning like money earning Mt burning wit 2 hammers laying n***as down This is just the way the Dogg Pound roam around Looking at b**h n***as when we hit town Like what the f** do you b**h n***as wanna see wit Kurupt Now thats gangsta sh** and thats more then that Thats Kurupt Young Gotti wit the 40 cow strap Bout to lay dis n***a, I spray dis n***a I 'K' dis n***a, L-A dis n***a Is just a b**h-b*tch! Trip off the n***a homie lets shake