GANGSTA
By: Vyse A.K.A. Unholy

~~~VYSE~~~
If you from the ghetto then you will feel this!

2x
something in the street went bang bang,
making it hard for you to do your thang thang,

yo at night your eyesight better be fully advanced,
hustling with true thugz will make a weak nigga piss in his pants,
each street corner there is game,
tournamets are on.. this is the secret level of the game,
if you lose your money still in the pool for us to grab,
you bitch we put glocks to your head now run fag,
whenever shit go wrong i pray a bullet will never hit me,
i heard storys and i dont want a bullet to rip me,
so i keep my eye on the cash my left hand on the stash,
just waiting for the moment when bodies start droppin,
so i can run out the window when death starts knockin.

2x
yo something in the slum went rum-papum-pum,

gang lords are crazy now they dont want no more blocks,
after all the better riches they got niggas workin with the cops,
give them a few g's to stay away from the area,
dead or alive you dont payup they will burry ya,
the ghetto is use to knives and nines on the street,
they took it to another level with rockets in the back seat,
fuck drive by's they not scared to walk,
once you on the list theres no time to say it was just talk.

2x
yo someone in the back went clack clack,
your money is stack now bust your gun blam blam

D.T.A. dont trust anybody,
count your cash in the hotel while security tight in the lobby,
your girl packin up clothes.. yall the new bonnie and clyde,
before you was a jakel but now you mr. hyde,
the greed is in your vien & took over your eyes,
fillin your girls head with numerous lies,
we going to the bahamas then on a wild safari,
as you pass out realizing she druged your bacardi.
now dead on the bead like a heart attack from some head,
she's off to see the world with her bi girl instead,

2x,
yo someone in the hood went click click,
the boxcutter went click click,

yo the "click click" sound is now stuck in my head,
the last nigga who refused..floated on the hudson shot dead,
when im chillin on the corner its like a buzz in my ear "click click"
i know some robbin niggas is near,
so i duck in the deli grocery because im unarmed,
arab lookin at me funny so he sounds the alarm,
i run out right into the hands of the killers,
red streaks on the blade so you know they was blood spillers,
i kick one on the nuts then took his blade to his face,
the other niggas eye i decided to erase,
it only took one kick for the first step in,
the truth is never trust your life with a weapon!

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