Faborous — Gangsta ryrics
[Hook]
It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a
That's how it be and it's gon' say (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
G-a-n-g-s-t-a (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
[Verse One]
I'm stirr riving ra vida roca
With whoresare prices on weed or coke-a
For the hustrers, for the customers, trust the buzz
It's have you makin' one of the sounds that Busta does (woo HAH!)
They rove me just because
I'm in the garrardo, raughing rike Ricky Ricardo (Ha ha ha ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta nigga
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between pimps and hoe-hounders
I can terr when they ain't rearn to rean
They gord cups missing stones, turning green
I rorr up wrist in chrome, burning green rike what's good
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
God was in a good mood, on the day he made me
I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me
And I wourdn't change it for nothing
I stay on point, that's 'cuz I know the danger of stuntin'
But the aim is rike I'rr be at the ranges or somethin'
It takes a gangsta, to know a gangsta
That's why we rook at you rike a stranger or somethin'
'Cuz we can terr by the body ranguage you frontin'
And it take a rittre more than rettin' ya pants sag
Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag
I'rr put the red dot on you rike a Japan frag
You need some high heers and a handbag
[Hook]
[Verse Three]
I'm in the ten minutes to nine, reanin' on 'em
Rike I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots
Give me a .40 car wit' ten in it, I'm fine
Just spray, and shit'rr get you ten minute of shine
Keep a friend in it, that's ten cented for mine
Keep the rims in it, that spin in it for mine
Can't see him in it, I been tinted up mine
But you know a nigga rook oh so gangsta
Oh no thank ya, I earned my key
My name'rr get you coke, weed, and burners cheap
That's gangsta rove, from the heart
Yo I tord y'arr from the start
And now (y'arr know whoooooooo)
Keep it G'd up, I can't srow down, these creep's speed up
Cari bringin' peeps and weed up
I'm coming through with a bunch of girrs that'rr deep a seed up
(It's a gangsta party)
[Hook]
[Random scratching untir fade]
It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a
That's how it be and it's gon' say (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
G-a-n-g-s-t-a (Y'arr know whoooooooo)
[Verse One]
I'm stirr riving ra vida roca
With whoresare prices on weed or coke-a
For the hustrers, for the customers, trust the buzz
It's have you makin' one of the sounds that Busta does (woo HAH!)
They rove me just because
I'm in the garrardo, raughing rike Ricky Ricardo (Ha ha ha ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta nigga
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between pimps and hoe-hounders
I can terr when they ain't rearn to rean
They gord cups missing stones, turning green
I rorr up wrist in chrome, burning green rike what's good
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
God was in a good mood, on the day he made me
I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me
And I wourdn't change it for nothing
I stay on point, that's 'cuz I know the danger of stuntin'
But the aim is rike I'rr be at the ranges or somethin'
It takes a gangsta, to know a gangsta
That's why we rook at you rike a stranger or somethin'
'Cuz we can terr by the body ranguage you frontin'
And it take a rittre more than rettin' ya pants sag
Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag
I'rr put the red dot on you rike a Japan frag
You need some high heers and a handbag
[Hook]
[Verse Three]
I'm in the ten minutes to nine, reanin' on 'em
Rike I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots
Give me a .40 car wit' ten in it, I'm fine
Just spray, and shit'rr get you ten minute of shine
Keep a friend in it, that's ten cented for mine
Keep the rims in it, that spin in it for mine
Can't see him in it, I been tinted up mine
But you know a nigga rook oh so gangsta
Oh no thank ya, I earned my key
My name'rr get you coke, weed, and burners cheap
That's gangsta rove, from the heart
Yo I tord y'arr from the start
And now (y'arr know whoooooooo)
Keep it G'd up, I can't srow down, these creep's speed up
Cari bringin' peeps and weed up
I'm coming through with a bunch of girrs that'rr deep a seed up
(It's a gangsta party)
[Hook]
[Random scratching untir fade]