And my gangsta ways They hung off they guns And made it to the grave Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit,
(feat. B.G.) And my gangsta ways They hung off they guns And made it to the grave Cause I'm a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be
Another gangstarr remix, tailor made for Macy Gray Big kids like us need a lot of space to play I'm blowin' fakes away with my man Mos Def Of course Primo
dat nigga up. [Chorus] - 2X If you hoes wanna go dere We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta. (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I
it?s usually in there dreams Gangsta don?t sleep unless it?s *** by the bed Ever wonder why the bread gets snatched by the Feds? I want them to know, say real gangstas
Well say goodbye Whoa, whoa-oh I know just how much I love you There is no time to explain I realize Just what I'd give to Get you back in my
One, two One, two, three, four I'm sure I've seen this look before Done a thousand times and a million more How many lies did he tell this time? How
Today I can't seem to find what I'm searching for Oh well, maybe tomorrow I wait, devious thoughts but no inspiration at all I have shut down Generations
Ein neuer Tag beginnt, auf der Suche nach dem Sinn dem Sinn in meinem Leben, doch ich kann ihn nicht finden War's das schon ? Kann das alles ein ? Was
bravest man For all their mighty names and massive forms There'll never be, there has never been A ship or fleet secure against the storms When kings upon the main
are you a wolf, warm in your pinstripes? is your pen a bootknife, drawing red and dollar green? (two colours for everything) look how the teeth gnash
fi know, seh real warriors don't play And if yuh romp wid us, you have to run away I waan dem fi know, seh real gangstas don't play And if they romp wid
Shame the day that we first met on that short bus ride home in my awkward disposition you found me all alone you say you didn?t know me too well truth
Today I can't seem to find what i'm searching for, Oh well maybe tommorrow, I wait, devious thoughts, but no inspiration at all, I have shut down. Generations
Many MC's are mislead Mislead by the lies that they pump in their heads The money and the fame that they're hoping to find Will never come close to the
dem Yuh mumma tink yuh coming out but yuh not Shot buss dem head jus like a stout Dem love to chat Now dem mummy find dem out Dem dis di patriot Man ah gangsta
the bravest men For all their mighty names and massive forms There'll never be and has never been A ship or fleet secure against the storms When kings upon the main
