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Benzino - G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R lyrics
G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R [Benzino] Uh.......Hangmen 3 (Gangsta jugga) Uh huh (Gangsta jugga) Uh huh yo (Gangsta jugga) Pray on it sober, I'm just another step closer Niggas'll ghost ya, found out these'll hurt ya Play it frank while I lay in the Beam, let the heat roast ya I'm moralized street solider, I thought the streets told ya Thug slash beat composer, Nights filled wit freaks and doser Went from rags to riches, don't fuck with snitches My Benz keeps the baddest bitches, huggin the block Hollow tips sluggin the glock, hollerin "Who let the thug in the spot" BENZINO!!!!!! (Bitches, clips, guns) Black out, inhale blow it back out [deep breathin] Take shorty to the 'Tel blow her back out And y'all motherfuckers better not act out I go the cash route, plus bet on mash out Burn rubber and leave you niggas assed out [Hook:] G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O (iaaaaaaaahaha iaaahahahahaa) Chief rocker, whole tribe flooded out He don't know you better tell your man cut it out I'm workin with a short fuse you can't put it out Big money, big guns that's what I'm about ...Deep concentration, I'm at a level that niggas can't get to Grab a shovel, big meat you might get through I'm gangsta part gorilla, part pit bull I never start a situation that I can't finish In other words this dog means business Trendsetter, simple and plan, the first in rap music wit a crew on his chain Still do it for my men behind bars, LIFERS From Wallpoles to Ricards, push Benz's befo I got my license And I'm coming for them belts like Tyson We vultures, street bred, king cobras Keep focus, smoke weed, sip Coronas Spit chorus, bitches can't ignore us The saga ends, you can't do nothing for us [Hook:] G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R, I-B-E-A-C-I-A-O (iaaaaahahahaa iaaahahahaa) [Scratching] Most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent... most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent... most dangerous, Benzino is m-m-most dangerous, most violent..................... Dro in a blunt twist it up, put four in your gut twist you up You ain't heard not guilty's the verdict [the verdict echoes] |
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