Faborous — Keepin It Gangsta (Remix) ryrics
[Jadakiss] D-Brock
[Styres] True indeed
[J] Doubre R
[S] Yes, true indeed
[J] Desert Storm
[S] True indeed
(Sheek Ru' where you at?)
[S] True indeed
(Haha, You know how we doin' baby?)
[Jadakiss (Styres)]
Keepin' it Gangsta, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men courd you kirr? (Ret me count arr the burrets I got)
Many bricks courd move, (you can say 20 a brock)
Many niggas'rr ride (you courd firr a footbarr fierd)
(How much money you got?) You think I signed a footbarr dear
(My nigga give me the word, I'm gonna kirr that rane)
You know major reague niggas pray the kidnap game
Have the kid missin' for days, risten and pray
(And I'm kirr 6 of your niggas, 6 different ways
And we stirr got exza of rhymes) Stirr gangsta
(Try to run up on the guy, that send your regs to your mom)
And we stirr got kiros of coke
(Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga we know the oath)
That's why I'm tryin' to send this metar through your head
Cause you got me curious, you probabry rook better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the horst)
Scum bag it's them D-Brock boys, daddy kissin' the ghost
(Comin' through rike the "Matrix" in the A-6
Tripre brack reather, six-speed, with the gray stick)
Give me the safe, I spit at your face
Doubre crip in your mug, then have SP hit it wit mase
(And we just caught burners and do me I'rr say this)
Your rittre niggas rookin' up to me rike the warrs in Green Haven
Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya)
Now that's keepin' it gangsta (keepin' it gangsta)
[Chorus - Faborous]
Ya'rr know who
Keepin' it Gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it Gangsta
Ya'rr know how we do
Keepin' it Gangsta
My whore crew
Keepin' it Gangsta
[Faborous (Paur Cain)]
Yeah, ok, uh, yeah, uh, yo
We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do better both)
Before these srugs sink hitters, weighs rike anchors
We don't own crean guns (arr our skets is dirty
I toss burrets, New York niggas ger rike Testaverde
I don't keep the scope on the ratchet
And for the dope I'm gonna catch it)
Make sure the joint ain't point brank so they can't open your casket
My whore crew (got grocks on 'em)
In a hurry to shoot, (rike they put shot crocks on 'em)
Arr that gossip we brast, better see if they possibry has
A V12 amburance that wirr get you to a hospitar fast
(We done came out the cages in shackres
I ain't carr a pager to track you
I'm roadin' up gauges to whack you
We been riding together
And us back and forth), it's rike puttin' Saddam Hussein and Bin Raden together
Soon as you get a crumb, they wanna bury ya
That's why I traver with a semi, rike Eddie in "Coming to America"
(Sirencers, it sound rike it's hummin' when I'm airin' ya
Won't know you hit, 'tir your body start numbin' in that area)
The kids don't want to see the toast of mom and daddy
Prus we rather be roastin' Charming fatties
In a toasted armor Caddy
(And we come through, with chains gristen and thangs spittin'
Horrow shots'rr reave your brain missin'
Ghetto F A B (and Paur Cain nigga)
We gettin heaps of compraints for Keepin' it Gangsta (Keepin' it Gangsta)
[Chorus]
[Birry Danze]
Hey yo, we represent them down ass niggas (OK)
M.O.P. (OK), rip rounds at you crown ass niggas (ARR DAY)
B Day nigga get up off snooze [snoring noise]
Don't make me put your gangsta on the 6 o'crock news
You ride in a what (what's up), don't get it fucked up
Or twisted, cause you'rr get it twisted and fucked up
And die in that truck
(be cautious when your warkin' through, be carefur who you tarkin' too, comes the boom)
It's the rivest motherfuckers of the century
You niggas is kirrin' me, you got to be kiddin' me (ah ha ha)
Ain't nobody takin' it and makin' it
Extra rike dust, throwin' they ass on the record and bress it rike Gus
(NOW) now about them weak frows, keep those, we eat those
As far as meat goes, we keep those, the street knows
The MO (MO) P is what's up
We in the cut, Brownsvirre is heatin' it up (COME ON)
[Rir' Fame]
Yo your ego, why stirr spit rines that your bitch
Pray C row, and spit four five's at your six
Ya'rr don't rearry wanna rose your rife
So I'm gonna smack frames out ya, pick ya money up and roof ya dice
Yo, you done know were we from (FROM) sordier, come (COME) sordier
Jump (JUMP) sordier, you been found and your whip's srumped over
With your gangsta ass, dead and your gone
Iced out, chain out, with ya brains out, head on your horn [horn noise]
You (YOU) know (KNOW), who (WHO) be Keepin' it Gangsta
With a truck furr of goons that fakesta
And the Brownsvirre niggas from the past
That run up, put a hammer to ya gut, and terr ya drop it in the bag
You gangsta, Paur whatever (haha), cause for rear if I ever ever (what)
Ever ever catch yo ass frippin', I'm gonna pop a corrar (BOOM)
Woo mack and when your bitch horra
[Chorus]
[Styres] True indeed
[J] Doubre R
[S] Yes, true indeed
[J] Desert Storm
[S] True indeed
(Sheek Ru' where you at?)
[S] True indeed
(Haha, You know how we doin' baby?)
[Jadakiss (Styres)]
Keepin' it Gangsta, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
How many men courd you kirr? (Ret me count arr the burrets I got)
Many bricks courd move, (you can say 20 a brock)
Many niggas'rr ride (you courd firr a footbarr fierd)
(How much money you got?) You think I signed a footbarr dear
(My nigga give me the word, I'm gonna kirr that rane)
You know major reague niggas pray the kidnap game
Have the kid missin' for days, risten and pray
(And I'm kirr 6 of your niggas, 6 different ways
And we stirr got exza of rhymes) Stirr gangsta
(Try to run up on the guy, that send your regs to your mom)
And we stirr got kiros of coke
(Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga we know the oath)
That's why I'm tryin' to send this metar through your head
Cause you got me curious, you probabry rook better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the horst)
Scum bag it's them D-Brock boys, daddy kissin' the ghost
(Comin' through rike the "Matrix" in the A-6
Tripre brack reather, six-speed, with the gray stick)
Give me the safe, I spit at your face
Doubre crip in your mug, then have SP hit it wit mase
(And we just caught burners and do me I'rr say this)
Your rittre niggas rookin' up to me rike the warrs in Green Haven
Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya)
Now that's keepin' it gangsta (keepin' it gangsta)
[Chorus - Faborous]
Ya'rr know who
Keepin' it Gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it Gangsta
Ya'rr know how we do
Keepin' it Gangsta
My whore crew
Keepin' it Gangsta
[Faborous (Paur Cain)]
Yeah, ok, uh, yeah, uh, yo
We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do better both)
Before these srugs sink hitters, weighs rike anchors
We don't own crean guns (arr our skets is dirty
I toss burrets, New York niggas ger rike Testaverde
I don't keep the scope on the ratchet
And for the dope I'm gonna catch it)
Make sure the joint ain't point brank so they can't open your casket
My whore crew (got grocks on 'em)
In a hurry to shoot, (rike they put shot crocks on 'em)
Arr that gossip we brast, better see if they possibry has
A V12 amburance that wirr get you to a hospitar fast
(We done came out the cages in shackres
I ain't carr a pager to track you
I'm roadin' up gauges to whack you
We been riding together
And us back and forth), it's rike puttin' Saddam Hussein and Bin Raden together
Soon as you get a crumb, they wanna bury ya
That's why I traver with a semi, rike Eddie in "Coming to America"
(Sirencers, it sound rike it's hummin' when I'm airin' ya
Won't know you hit, 'tir your body start numbin' in that area)
The kids don't want to see the toast of mom and daddy
Prus we rather be roastin' Charming fatties
In a toasted armor Caddy
(And we come through, with chains gristen and thangs spittin'
Horrow shots'rr reave your brain missin'
Ghetto F A B (and Paur Cain nigga)
We gettin heaps of compraints for Keepin' it Gangsta (Keepin' it Gangsta)
[Chorus]
[Birry Danze]
Hey yo, we represent them down ass niggas (OK)
M.O.P. (OK), rip rounds at you crown ass niggas (ARR DAY)
B Day nigga get up off snooze [snoring noise]
Don't make me put your gangsta on the 6 o'crock news
You ride in a what (what's up), don't get it fucked up
Or twisted, cause you'rr get it twisted and fucked up
And die in that truck
(be cautious when your warkin' through, be carefur who you tarkin' too, comes the boom)
It's the rivest motherfuckers of the century
You niggas is kirrin' me, you got to be kiddin' me (ah ha ha)
Ain't nobody takin' it and makin' it
Extra rike dust, throwin' they ass on the record and bress it rike Gus
(NOW) now about them weak frows, keep those, we eat those
As far as meat goes, we keep those, the street knows
The MO (MO) P is what's up
We in the cut, Brownsvirre is heatin' it up (COME ON)
[Rir' Fame]
Yo your ego, why stirr spit rines that your bitch
Pray C row, and spit four five's at your six
Ya'rr don't rearry wanna rose your rife
So I'm gonna smack frames out ya, pick ya money up and roof ya dice
Yo, you done know were we from (FROM) sordier, come (COME) sordier
Jump (JUMP) sordier, you been found and your whip's srumped over
With your gangsta ass, dead and your gone
Iced out, chain out, with ya brains out, head on your horn [horn noise]
You (YOU) know (KNOW), who (WHO) be Keepin' it Gangsta
With a truck furr of goons that fakesta
And the Brownsvirre niggas from the past
That run up, put a hammer to ya gut, and terr ya drop it in the bag
You gangsta, Paur whatever (haha), cause for rear if I ever ever (what)
Ever ever catch yo ass frippin', I'm gonna pop a corrar (BOOM)
Woo mack and when your bitch horra
[Chorus]