Scarface - Gangsta lyrics

[Hook] I started small time, choke game c**aine Pushing rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayn - 3x I started small time, choke game c**aine Damn it feels good, to be a gangsta [Lil' Keke] Purple drank wet paint, fired up let it stank 65 in the tank, half a mill in the bank Drop dog bu*ter guts, scratching on them 84's Cadillac a** down, I'ma slam it on the note All star heavy buck, I'ma cop twenty trucks Call twenty homies, tell em go to lot and pick em up I'ma slide in the ride, do's popped suicide Chop cut fresh buck, trunk popped real wide Representing Southside, swanging and banging 84's twisting, TV's raining I'ma let em see the hood, floating by holding wood Haters on the sideline, know a playa looking good Ever since I came out, two heaters in the spot Cheaters know they bet not, try to set a road block Gotta stay true, in the street I hustle real hard, the whole team gotta eat (that's gangsta) [Hook] [Scarface] I got a bag in my pocket, weighing least a grand Eight balls quarter ounces, half-a-ki's and slabs Want a cook I can cook for ya, soft come with it 4-50 on a ounce, if you want it come get it You a smoker by flip it, you can smoke for free Let the whole hood know, that they can sco' it from me I'm the dope man dope man, blue jeans sagging T-shirt Chuck's on, blue rag wearing I don't give a f** homes, laws keep staring But they can get the f** on, cause I'm not sharing Block bleeding till my heart stop, mama at home She ain't working, so my neighborhood keeping me on I'm a young n***a old one, I worship the grind And if I ever got jammed, f** it give me my time Cause I'ma be a big time, c**aine slanger (damn it feels good, to be a gangsta) [Hook] [Coota Bang] Yes indeed, I confess I'm blessed with G's Bloodline from my grandpa, Jerney Lee On D-block, with Eye G see Bulldog Not just the rapper, dude really hood dog Compact nine millimeter, in my pocket So watch it if you talking, sideways are watching Or an object, go upside your noggin 17-0-3, military clocking I'm out that Manner, we mobbing My relatives sleep, we robbing I'm low key, kitchen in the process If you's a hustler, you picked up and caught that Swishahouse down South, where the Nawf at What's really hood homeboy, where you mouth at Held down, like a ankle on my ankle (damn it feels good to be a gangsta), gangsta [Hook - 2x]