Straight outta Southside Crazy motherfucker named Bank-o Crack rap, million doller bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas talk gangster But really ain't tho I'ma stormy night, you a rainbow I'ma G, tight clothes ain't my thing bro

They want G shit, give it to 'em This is for the gangsters, for the pimps and hoes This is for the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes (Since nobody wanna make G shit) Since nobody wanna make G shit I'm a rich nigga like I don't know I can change if

You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps (Aha) (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) Gangster, gangster, gangster Don't make me Bring out the other side in me So I hear you think you gangster I heard you wanna be You gangstas, you

Every hood we go through All the gangsters around know my whole crew We hold it down like we 'sposed to Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy

To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush Lo' maleantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Lo' gangsters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy Pero ahora estoy

Can you save my heavy dirty soul? Can you save Can you save my For me, for me, oh Gangsters don't cry Therefore, therefore I'm Mr. Misty-eye, therefore I'm Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit Can you save my, save my

(La vie de rêve) Je m'en irai de l'or au cou comme Cléopâtre et Pharaon Sombre équipe, sombre thème, sombre atmosphère (ouais, ouais, ouais) Débrouillard mais pas gangster (non, non, non) Paire de gants, deuxième tenue quand il faut l'faire (ouais,

I need a gangsta To love me better Than all the others do To always forgive me Ride or die with me That's just what gangsters do I'm fucked up, I'm black and blue I'm built for it, all the abuse I got secrets, that nobody, nobody knows

This is what you call rider music All the gangsters are ridin' to it (c'mon, let's roll) I can show you how we do it When we ride to that rider music, let's go (let's go) When we ride to that rider music, let's go Yeah we can ride to this Just lay back

Guitar gangsters and Cadillac blood They came from the road and out of the dark Went into a place even darker There's a Cadillac out in the dark There's a guitar gangster lighting a smoke And he feels the night, and he feels the fire Driving into the