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JIM JONES lyrics : "This Is Gangsta"

[Juelz Santana:]
Dipset (*##$
Juelz Santana (yeah)

2004 its a brand new mutha$#&@in year
i hope you know that (you already know)
And we are in total control once a-mutha$#&@in-gain ^!$$% (ook)

Dipset in the building
Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Killa mutha$#&@in Cam, Freeky Zeeky


[Juelz Santana:]
Live from the bottom of the pot where crack is cooked at
Im back like cooked crack

and i rap like cooked crack
and dats a good match
and dats### good crack

My gun hotter then the stove is on
So hot even i thought the stove was on
But the stove was off

i was jus rolling hot
i was jus rome the block
Hard body im a rolling block

Dodge squally, i dont know the cops
I dont know them rats
No, i dont condone in that

Im in my zone infact, aint no holing back
The 4'll mac when the beefin is on
^!$$%s cheat when its on

^!$$%s get reef wen its on
They cant believe when its on but its me wen its on(pooh)
But it is and this is what i do so

What it is, what is be, whats the sccop yo
Normally i dont ask that
Normally i just blast that but you an exception #~!!@

Ya girl told me you jus obsessed with #~!!@ and you cant $#&@ you just upset the #~!!@
Im sumthin mean to watch
my machine'll pop

life off ya halipino top
Now i've been seen in drop coops oops
Radar ditectors(poop poop)

You cant catch me copper
You just upset me copper
Im on a jet ski copper(haha)


[Chorus x2: Juelz Santana]
Now if this aint gangsta and that aint gangsta then what is gangsta

^!$$% i am gangsta, who aint gangsta, you aint gangsta

[Jim Jones:]

The truth is im what the games been needin
Food for thought, the $#&@ man you lames been eating (them lies)
I move, the streets do follow

I speed race, not through the streets (why) cuz police do follow
so watch em
These ^!$$%s throw flappy and sick(thats right)

We young cold flashy and rich
Plus we gun hoe and spz on a (*##$
Cuz we dont pay for the #~!!@

The beef### we dont lay for the #~!!@
$#&@ em, Watch em, got em, spot em, pop em, drop em(lay em down)
Now Lord forgive us(pray for us)

Gangstas(say what) We all religious
And y'all wangstas i swear you give us the shivers
Dipset, the new black panthers

the boys ask us questions man we do not answer
Life's too short for me to pull my pants up
Im tryna let my nuts hang, system out the truck bang bang

Thats Certified Gangsta
You heard about me well then you heard about gangsta
Ill beat the brace off a ^!$$%

but im tryna keep the tapes off a ^!$$%
To get rich we do whatever we have to do
And when we hit the hood our bregins be grabbin you

Foul hundreds the 7th's Avenue
And ^!$$%s feel the pressure whenever we mashin through


[Chorus]

[Bezel:]
You aint gangsta, Listen up
I grip a pump, squeeze 3

and have any OG (*##$in up
Man he a missing chump
And if not the big glock, our big shots so doc cant stith him up
Im from the city wher its easy to make do
Easy to bake Hoes

its easy to make 4's
you gettin them pencils
the pigs and the checks know
nex week theyll have you sittin on stake road
From HOC to CF to CF

cant hold me im prone to this BS
So imagine Bez on the phone gettin key check
fresh outta DC lampin in the GS
Thats how ^!$$%s do go get a clip or 2
fifth or glock, get a block, hit the spot, flip a few

And for a brick or 2
the led i carry, %#@!
im reditary, and ya kids could get it too

[Chorus]

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