Trick Daddy - Gangsta (feat. Baby & Scarface) lyrics

(Trick Daddy) And the winner is, Trick Diesel Facemob My n***a Baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta (Chorus) You know me, 'T' double, you know I'm a G Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherf**er But it was like you, you a p**y n***a But I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherf**er (Trick Daddy) Went to a eight ball from a dime piece Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks sh** lookin' good but I think slammin' Me and my dawg pa**ed up bought a block and a half Sellin' O's or betta clockin a f*g Bout four, five slugs and we was bustin' they a** Gotta keep my bread in a safe place We up with my hitchens in undisclosed locations Hey yo I got the llello, you got the money Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies Every ounce betta bounce back And every brick that I break up It all betta flake up And when that sh** hit the waters sh** go to ballin' That dope all betta fall in I bought coke back on 84 Back when wood used to get them bricks from the Birdo And when I hit him I want to hurt him And on cutla** I wanna hit it They a** gon' feel it (Chorus) (Baby) Ay, ay, ay, ay It's the kid wit the bricks taped up in the grill Mmmm Hmmmm Cadillac that is Wit that rag top bubbly E cla** burnin' rubber You the number 1 stunna ma show a lil somthin' Ay, ay roll a lil somethin' Mmmm Hmmmm blow a lil somethin' I got them thangs for a lil nothin' If you got a lil money I'ma throw a lil somethin' Bump this n***a Mmmm Hmmmm f** you n***a We ain't from 'round here dumpin' on n***as But ay Trick Daddy battle up for this n***a Well let me get to my hustle (hustle) I got bricks, grams, and bundles (bundles) I got ki's in the muffler Birdman daddy CMB motherf**er (Chorus) (Scarface) Face mob, right back at ya With O's like cookies I flip like spatulas 99.9 of the time I'm on the grind Bricked up and breakin' em down I got to admit the dope game gravy 3 zippers balled up you bring back 80 You learn to swell you might see double Remember you can't sell bubble So here it is fool I play the game where its no rules Givin' you lessons from the old school You don't get high off your own supply And when a motherf**er cross you make sure he die Make the next man know he got to think about the payback This sh** go deeper than me rapping or me say that Ask my n***a Trick Daddy, ask my n***a Baby Been like that since the early 80's (Chorus)see n***as like you you a p**y n***a