Documentary Of A Gangsta by Rakim
Hey yo, this right here man
Is like a documentary of a gangsta, man
The rise and fall
[Hook:]
How them boys gone play me, they must be crazy
Baby, you better pay me
How them actors gone act up, like I ain't got back up
Back up, before you get smacked up
Why they wanna play games with me
They don't know that I'm crazy
I don't know what they thinking
They must have been drinking, but look I'm that kingpin
He said slow paper is your alto, it's like spitting
Currency is all about floss, like he can't eat his cake
And he starve, when the count low
He call the lab the bakery, he all about dough
Stuffing bread his pockets is hungry
You talking nonsense unless the topic is money
He call a hundred dollars a honey
Mami's he called them dimes
So his mind is on his money
But Mami's is on his mind
Like an O.G. focus on the come up
Think he F'ing around he approach you with the gun up
Roll the blunt up and forget it happened
Stash the dollars, bag the product and get it cracking
He get pies, he flipping them
Tricks, he tricking them, he call them heffers
He Hugh Heffing them, he pimping them
?, he getting the ones for the connects
So have the ones correct when he come to collect
But here he come
[Hook]
That sound like blood money
And I ain't just talking double dubbs club money
I'm talking drug money, move out the hood money
Double up money, you can catch a slug money
This kid will murder you, more than a business
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