Lyrics Gangsta Shit - Young Jeezy , Bun B , DJ Khaled
Now
I
ain′t
really
got
time
for
the
he
say,
She
say
yellin
ova
tracks
like
a
motherfuckin
DJ
Dey
beggin
for
attention
I'm
beggin
for
a
reason,
Masked
up
get
these
straps
yeh
it′s
unseasoned
These
niggas
broke
they
joke,
Laugh
at
you
niggas
sit
back
and
smoke
(Ha-Ha)
gangsta
shit
duffle
bag
full
of
bricks
Add
it
all
up
save
for
the
chips,
HOLY
GUACOMOLE!
datz
a
whole
lot
dip,
12
months
Run
that's
a
whole
lot
of
flips,
Well
bury
ya
today
datz
a
whole
lot
of
trips,
Say
he
got
six
chevys
now
that's
a
whole
lot
of
whips
(What′s
up)
Gangsta
shit
gangsta
shit
the
way
I
do
my
thang
gansta
Shit
gangsta
shit
I′m
just
a
young
ghetto
nigga
with
a
big
azz
chain
You
recreate
a
shield
you
betta
respect
us,
Betta
understand
the
game,
these
checks
Not
checkers,
two
chunked
out
chains
we
call
dem
double
Deckers,
you
comin
for
that
saint
nigga
we
bound
to
wreck
ya
My
niggas
add
flavor
to
the
game
like
zeteran,
Bitch
my
25th
tool
I'm
a
concrete
veteran
We
eat
wheat
niggas
up
like
corn
on
the
cob,
You
a
hustla,
naw
don′t
quit
ya
day
job!
Errbody
claim
reson
errbody
kno
the
game,
I
call
dem
trap
actors
half
the
niggas
lame,
but
on
the
real
shit
Felons
still
tow
the
heap,
Real
thug
bread
O.G.
like
Bun
B,
Jeezy
from
the
hood,
Slick
from
the
gutta,
We
to
real
ova
here
to
fall
out
like
Cash
Money
brothers
Naked
boy
smith,
ran
for
Evan
Smith,
Ross
facin
life
and
that's
rich
now
that′s
Gangsta
Shit!
Cali
gon
cali
ridin
tall
in
his
saddle,
Pullin
up
low
and
with
that
choppa
I'm
ready
for
battle,
It′s
gangstas
from
San
Francisco
and
up
to
Seattle
We
ain't
with
all
that
snitchin
shit
so
mane
go
and
Get
tattle,
I'm
a
dirty
south
legend
and
thou
shall
Honor
the
team
from
the
land
of
the
longhard
Where
we
home
sellin
D,
get
that
dirt
weed
local,
Not
the
indo
ship,
not
to
mention
the
gallons
of
promenthezine
that
we
sip
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