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Tytuł: Gangsta

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   [Fredro Starr]
  You my wife with no papers, my gangsta bitch
  First time I got caught you tried to shank a bitch
  You scared to get down, she a bust all rounds
  Smoke a Newport, cut me half, bust me down
  Catch me lookin at another chick she curse me out
  Dead serious, but at times she act silly
  Jump out the truck at the light to get the philly
  Rolling it up, chasing down the ice cream truck
  I waited half-an-hour for your hair to get braided
  She leaving dirty messages on 3-way pagers
  Told her how to roll, she low and spit razors
  She hit triple six first time out in Vegas
  Never got shook, when feds knocked down the door
  She hid the coke, a scared chick would've flushed it all
  And we can live it up, eat lots of shrimp
  Or get grimey with a quarter bag of potato chips
  
  [Chorus: Platinum Plus]
  Cause she's straight gangstaaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa
  Gangstaaaaa
  Cause she's straight gangstaaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa
  Gangstaaaaa
  
  [Sonsee]
  I need a down chick that wouldn't mind loading my clips
  And wouldn't blow her mind if I showed her a brick
  In and out of the grind with the focus of chips
  Blowing one time with her controlling the whip
  Wait up for me and make sure she doubled the flip
  She a sophisticated thug bitch that move her hips
  She catch you for her set up you when you move your shit
  Or most of the time, she throw the cold shoulder to guys
  Smoke in the ride, hoodie low over her eyes
  She know she a dime, baby nine shot to her thighs
  Gotta be live, help me count doe in the five
  And when I'm gone for weeks, turn them OT moves
  She don't trip, she's the gangsta she knows the rules
  Giving me hell is not hard, it's something to lose
  God for bid I slip up and land in jail
  My murder mami put the house up to make the bail
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Sticky Fingaz]
  Behind a real nigga there's a real bitch, she lied to me
  See, my bitch walked right beside of me
  I've been in situations and seen her ride for me
  She licked my gun wounds, even did my time with me
  Ain't nothing she can't have, I gave that girl ery'thing
  Tatooed her name on fingers for wedding rings
  Are you that chick, do you rep Sticky?
  We split it down the middle, everything 40-60
  Are you that chick for rich or poor?
  The only one I eat out the only one I hit raw
  Keep you, covered in ice til you start shivering
  The Baby Phat Gucched up out with pink Timbalands
  Me and her, we like Bonnie and Clyde
  I hold the heat and the money, she drive the ride
  She make other bitch's mad cause she more bitch than they ever been
  It's beautiful and intelligent, talented, droppin heroin
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Outro: Platinum Plus]
  She build with me, she kill for me
  With blood, shed tears, you still with me
  She real with me, smoke fry with me
  Look the judge in the eye, straight lie for me
  Count bills with me, you'll kill for me
  With the blood, shed tears, she still with me
  Cause she build with me, she kill for me
  Look the judge in the eye, straight lie for me