(feat. Daz, Law Fleze, Tony Montana)

[talking:]

Yo yo yo (yeah man), this how we do it out here
You know I mean, ain't nothing but straight hustle
You know I mean, yeah


[Hook:]
If you didn't know that, I'm a gangsta

Making that money, if you stiff me I'ma gank ya
Better off, (*##$ ^!$$% I'ma bank ya
Yes ^!$$%, I'd like to thank ya

If you didn't know (*##$, I'm a gangsta
Making that money, if you stiff me I'ma gank ya
Hit you so swift, and I'ma bank ya


[Daz:]
I'm just a gangsta, I $#&@ with gangstas

What's up to my ^!$$%z, that don't $#&@ around with prankstas
I ain't no ordinary, my commesary stay fat
Put em on they back, like this and like that

Clack-clack, ^!$$%z'll get your strap
Get capped, we putting ^!$$%z on they back
Now day's, you know my $#&@ing rhyme pays

They fiend for this %#@!, that's how they seen us how they grave
I'm a slave, until my $#&@ing wicked ways
That's how I do it now-a-day's, to get paid

I drink my O.E., my homie told me
That you a (*##$ $$# ^!$$%, sucker and fony
Tell me what you need, that's what I really got

Your homie last week, them ^!$$%z got shot
Stone and bombed out, I'm headed down South
Holla at my ^!$$% Z-Ro, what we all about


[Hook]


[Tony Montana:]
My whole damn life, been nothing but gangsta activity
Straight out the womb, the doctor said no possibility

For me to be a fortunate member, of the society
Been robbery robbery, intimidation and anxiety
Holler if you feel me, I'm a gangsta to the bone

Leave bullets when I'm pissed, you don't wanna cross me homes
Indeco umbravo, estaso wando en fuego
Tony Montana a chicano, cubano who want some paper

Leave you stretched on the streets, 2-86 degrees
If gangsta living ducking prison, when you $#&@ing with G's
Never stopping the grind, for life I stay hustling

The real Montana, Z-Ro and Daz straight busting

[Law Fleze:]

Sleezy talking bout what gangsta is, you a gangsta (*##$
I doubt it, but you green like a Heineken bottle
Plus you see through, I can see right behind you

You got broad in you, so walk like a model
You say you got gats, bet mine is bigger
Got more rockets in my house, than the Compact Center

Z-Ro knock ^!$$%z out, Daz he jack ^!$$%z
But Law Fleze, I'm just gangsta ^!$$%


[Hook]

[Z-Ro:]

All y'all ^!$$%z, better recognize
Or somebody gon be a victim, of my tech tonight
I love nothing, you think I'm bluffing you can come and try me

I'm a gangsta, and I been thugging way since the early 90's
Boss packers, get dealt with
I been busting my (*##$ so much, she almost melted

Had to switch up and get a chopper, cause I might get murdered if my heat jam
But I ready to die with a AK, you don't wanna $#&@ with me man
My aim, is straighter than a perm

Them big ol' bullets, make mother$#&@ers wiggle like worms
Z-Ro the Crooked is not a hoe, but some ^!$$%z think I'm lying
Trying to stop me stacking, but hater you can't hold me down

I'm unstoppable, but Presidential Records trying to stop me
I'm a living breathing pistol, and road blocks will only @@#! me
When I bust, ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Better get a weapon, cause it's murder when they $#&@ing with us


[Hook x2]