We Bring Gangsta

Light it up

Major Independents, the foundation

Stick the fuck up, nigga

Sticky Fingaz, officially on some bullshit, nigga

Niggas see me, they better have a motherfuckin' smile on they face

Shit gon' get pushed in, yo

On every mixtape niggas battling, I swear they frontin'

But they be talking made shit like they real or somethin'

All I hear is blah blah this and blah blah that

If you gangsta, why I ain't hear no

Niggas always show me love ‘cause they scared I'ma spaz

Bust they head with a bottle, stab 'em up with the glass

I see 'em up in the club, I swear to God they fake

And they take four good clink, clink, clink

Clinks on they face until the bottle breaks

Fuck the nonsense, I'll beat you till you fucking unconscious

No wonder all the media portray us as monsters

Stick the gun in your mouth, down to your tonsils

'Less you could take a human life with no remorse

Like a little insect you just steppin' on

Turn around, walk past, [?] up out of here

[?], Stick Fingaz, get the fuck out of here

Doc said I had a problem, something wrong with me

A rare symptom called: Everything belong to me

I steal so much, surprised I ain't locked away

I even stole some chronic from Dr. Dre

Yo' money's my money, now how much we got?

Two years worth of rent on your neck could get you shot

Niggas think I'm crippin', the way I leave this shit bloody

Only thing better than money is other people's money

Them guns, we let 'em go, yo

We quick to let 'em go, yo

We bring gangsta to you

Why would you fuck with a nigga like me?

Knowing that I live and I die by the heat

Why would you think that I wouldn't see?

You, catch you off guard out in these streets

That don't make you gangsta ‘cause you got shot, that's so stupid

The nigga that's gangsta is the one that do the shootin'

The world crazy, y'all ain't rap too tight

Where the best [?] black and the best rapper's right

Here motherfucker! What the fuck you thought?

It's niggas like you that land niggas like me in court

Tell the truth, y'all niggas don't be using them Glocks

It's like Lil Kim starting up a group with Fox

On the real, what the fuck could y'all do to me?

If I had security, be there to protect you from me

Oh, you ain't know? Nigga, I'm a walking court case

Got a 25 to life right here on my waist

But fuck that shit, I ain't doing time for no heater

Swallow the shells, a empty burner's just a misdemeanor

Fuck the radio, the game is fake

I seen three Pacs, two Biggie's and at least one Ma$e

Turn on BET, y'all be surprising me

Everybody nice in the game [?] for me

It got hot soon as you know who stepped in

I don't dance, I'm a thug, I got two left Timbs

Stick be dishing out the lead shells

Come around me and start walking on eggshells

Getting you set up is not a prob

Who you thought taught 50 Cent how to rob?

Them guns, we let 'em go, yo

We quick to let 'em go, yo

We bring gangsta to you

Why would you fuck with a nigga like me?

Knowing that I live and I die by the heat

Why would you think that I wouldn't see?

You, catch you off guard out in these streets

Major Independents, nigga

Stomping y'all niggas the fuck out

We too ill, we too sick

We got too many guns, too many killers

There's too many of us, y'all niggas is dead