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Jadakiss - I'm a Gangsta lyrics
feat. Parle) [HOOK 2X: Jadakiss and Parle] I'm a gangsta Yeah, motherfucker I'm a thug Uh, please believe I'm a pimp girl C'mon, let's go and I'm a hustler, a hustler do it, do it, do it... [Verse 1] Yo, I'm a gangsta, cuz I do gangsta shit matter fact from now on call me gangsta Kiss you already know I handle my business slay you then your man before the first candle's finished feel good when I walk through the hood best part is, I don't gotta flow I just talk to the hood and I do alotta readin, and only eat pasta shrimp fettucini, and pine a la vaca came here talkin slick, all that real shit that's why I'm somethin to deal wit even though I wanted Gore to win I can fuck with Bush though, cuz he gon let the raw come in bigger the boss, bigger the picture bullets is bisexual, cuz they hit niggas and bitches in a Deville with dubs in the back on a cell phone riffin I'm all of the above just listen [HOOK] [Verse 2] Yo, I'm a thug so I blow on weed get money like it grow on trees have all these hoes roll on E some of my niggas even stole on D's work 12 hour shifts, just gimme the word I get 12 cowards hit, never givin a fuck 18's on the Coupe, deuce O's on the truck tell P hold the hammer while I handle the dice shoot him in his bandanna he aint gamblin right I need a 360 Medina, charcoal gray treat my guns like my dogs, let 'em bark all day in a three floor condo with the spiral stairs made it past the front desk, then the rifle's here I'm the motherfuckin big shot, I get down wit a 17, 16, 10 and a six shot fuck with Kiss get your wig rocked and if you're smart you'll bounce when my motherfuckin shit drop [HOOK] [Verse 3] Yo, I'm a pimp girl catch me at the bar with a bottle of Cuervo mami's rubbin my webo and this is what got me the ass honey said her drink was hot so I put my watch in her glass then she aint even wanna get breakfast she just wanna hop right up in the truck and get reckless top from the club all the way to the exit ask me her name, couldn't tell you if I guessed it my bitches don't know nothing, don't say nothing and they pay for everything, I don't pay nothing I'm a white tee pimp, fresh headband dirty denim, Timbaland, or a Nike pimp I like to eat shrimp, and I don't keep a broad long enough to love 'em now dog that's some deep shit cuz I don't believe in hoes explorin no matter how bad you are you gone in the mornin [HOOK |
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