Gangsta, gangsta! ("That's what they're yellin") ("It's not about a salary, it's all about reality") Three minutes my nigga, y'all know what it is JUST BLAZE! ("No more fun and games!") Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident Nigga Witta Attitude, check

(Ah summer nights) Summer nights and my radio Well that's all we need, baby, don'tcha know? We celebrate when the gang's all here In the heat of the summer Ain't no way I'm sittin' home tonight

You can miss me with that fake shit How you real but writin' statements? Money in my hands, spend it all then I replace it My gang in the buildin', we came up from dirty basements Nigga try to beef with us, we left him in the pavement Take a puff and all

Maybe I should iron out my flag Maybe I should put another crease in it If you gang banging who you beefing with? The homies in the cut that's on E, niggas turnt up and we bout to hit the street The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back Bout to

Got my diamond earrings And I'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And I know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time Gotta turn you on

And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in I got a joint rolled you know that I'mma spark it That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us Pockets, they swole I won't leave here alone, came here with no

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that RattPack the gang, they all on my back Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine I'ma give her that D Out with the homies, I be Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV Permanently, permanently

'Cause it's a shake down A bunch of gangstas strapped So make a wish now When they come wavin' them ghats Ya know to lay down And give em all ya got Do I make myself clear

The mysteries met So the chemistry set And I'm not the saddest cheerleader to forget the American word For the gang in the head That dwindles 'til no members won The sky looks threatened heading home in the dust Singing "Life is Forgetting" Good enough