U.s.d.a. Gangsta Shit lyrics

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Gangsta Shit by U.s.d.a. Gangsta Shit lyrics [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] Now I ain't really got time for the he say She say yellin ova tracks like a motherfuckin DJ Dey beggin for attention I'm beggin for a reason Masked up get these straps yeh it's unseasoned These niggas broke they joke Laugh at you niggas sit back and smoke (Ha-Ha) Gangsta shit duffle bag full of bricks Add it all up save for the chips HOLY GUACOMOLE! datz a whole lot dip 12 months, run that's a whole lot of flips Well bury ya today datz a whole lot of trips Say he got six chevys now that's a whole lot of whips (What's up) [Chorus:] Gangsta shit gangsta shit the way I do my thang gansta shit Gangsta shit I'm just a young ghetto nigga with a big azz chain [Verse 2: Slick Pulla] You recreate a shield you betta respect us Betta understand the game, these checks, not checkers Two chunked out chains we call dem double deckers You comin for that saint nigga we bound to wreck ya My niggas add flavor to the game like zeteran Bitch my 25th tool I'm a concrete veteran We eat wheat niggas up like corn on the cob You a hustla, naw don't quit ya day job! [Verse 3: Blood Raw] Errbody claim reson errbody kno the game I call dem trap actors half the niggas lame But on the real shit Felons still tow the heap Real thug bread O.G. like Bun B Jeezy from the hood Slick from the gutta We to real ova here to fall out like Cash Money brothers Naked boy smith Ran for Evan Smith Ross facin life and that's rich now that's Gangsta Shit! [Chorus] [Verse 4: Bun B] Cali gon cali ridin tall in his saddle Pullin up low and with that choppa I'm ready for battle It's gangstas from San Francisco and up to Seattle We ain't with all that snitchin shit so mane go and get tattle I'm a dirty south legend and thou shall honor the team From the land of the long hard Where we home sellin D Get that dirt weed local Not the indo ship Not to mention the gallons of promenthezine that we sip


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