paroles de chanson Gangsta - Big Henri , A$AP Rocky , Yelawolf
There
must've
been
something
about
my
careless
upbringing
That
got
me
into
so
much
trouble
at
school
and
shit
Could've
been
the
drugs
at
home,
maybe
I
was
just
a
foolish
kid
I
soaked
up
everything
that
I
could
From
the
people
that
stayed
at
my
house
Biker
gangs,
Waking
up
to
people
that
I
didn't
know
crashed
out
on
my
couch
Really
didn't
know
at
the
time,
that
I
didn't
have
a
normal
life
And
when
I
took
that
attitude
to
a
New
neighborhood
I
had
to
learn
to
fight
And
respect
from
the
kids
like
me
was
immediately
minority
I
guess
it
must've
been
that
"I
don't
give
a
Fuck
about
none
of
y'all"
shit
that
sorted
me
Out
from
the
rest
of
the
haves,
and
the
have-nots
took
me
in
as
kin
Outcast,
poor
white
trash,
And
that's
where
I
learned
to
make
my
friends
But
I've
always
been
a
weirdo
to
my
Homie
cause
I
wanted
to
go
be
an
entertainer
He
was
selling
rock
out
his
window
I
was
the
rapper
and
my
best
friend
was
a...
Gangster,
gangster,
gangster
Aye,
what
we
gettin'
into
tonight?
Step
into
the
ride,
lookin'
through
the
eyes
of
a
motherfuckin'
Gangster,
gangster
So,
am
I
gonna
risk
my
life,
to
ride?
You're
motherfuckin'
right
When
your
best
friend
is
a
gangster
Danger,
we
pistol
banging,
another
homicide
Rollin'
in
the
Chevy,
motherfucker,
ride
or
die
Ridin'
in
the
scraper
low,
it
shake
from
side
to
side
If
the
paper
low,
his
burner
on
his
side,
murder
on
his
mind
Only
21
and
still
he
strives
to
stay
alive
Feelin'
paranoia,
too
much
pride
to
stay
inside
Ain't
no
time
to
wait
around,
find
the
safest
place
to
hide
Drop
a
chopper,
lay
you
down,
it's
the
fastest
way
to
God
Grandmama
tell
him
"Son,
you
gotta
pray
to
God"
Gamble
with
your
life
and
then
you
gotta
pay
the
price
Place
your
bet
and
roll
the
die,
thank
the
Lord
and
pray
to
Christ
'Cause
you
almost
spent
your
life
livin'
as
a
young
motherfuckin'...
Ever
look
in
the
eyes
of
a
G?
Cold,
cold
world
that's
what
you
gon'
see
When
the
cash
slow
up,
masks
go
on
Chevy
slow
up,
that's
what
it's
gon'
be
Game
so
hot
that
a
nigga
might
melt
OG
stripes
up
under
my
belt
Do
it
by
myself,
I
don't
need
no
help
5-9
Hoover,
nigga,
hat
to
the
left
Big
Henry,
bitch
– nobody
else
Ten
toes
down,
march
nigga,
step!
If
I
pop
that
trunk
I'm
a
pop
me
a
chump
Leave
a
nigga
slumped
with
his
chin
in
his
chest
Bang,
bang,
bang,
nigga,
real
G
shit
Half
of
these
rappers
ain't
live
like
this
On
behalf
of
the
streets
I
live
like
this
Nobody
really
knows
why
it
is
like
this
When
it
comes
to
a
buck,
I'm
a
mathematician
Go
and
hit
the
block
like
a
car
collision
Niggas
talkin'
money,
you
ain't
starvin',
is
ya?
You
start
to
lose
weight
like
they
pausing
in
ya
So
go
and
idle
down,
my
nigga,
pardon
a
nigga
Fuck
around
and
I'm
a
put
a
part
in
a
nigga
Fuck
around,
I'm
a
pull
apart
the
nigga
Applaud
a
nigga,
straight
from
the
block
Lord,
my
nigga,
you
know
the
game
don't
stop,
that's...
1 Fast Ride
2 Way Out
3 Hustle
4 Ryhme Room
5 Gangsta
6 Box Chevy, Pt. 4
7 Firestarter
8 Catfish Billy
9 Fame
10 Tennessee Love
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