Song Lyrics

Yeah yeah, what it do nephew
It's ya crippin' cousin big Snoop D O double G
Oh yeah west west y'all
We way over here in Italy man
Could you say that man? Italia man?
You know what I'm talkin' bout
My nigga Coolio out there doing real big
We blowin' on some of that shit
Oh yeah Compton and Long Beach together
Now you know you in trouble

Kit kat, kick back homie don't you sit back
And hype when the sound start
To click like a click-clack
Only nigga trippin lil' homie where ya shit at
You rap don't got no respectance
Time to go get that
So lift that point that aim where's his dome at
Show these punk niggas how we do where we roam at
Roll that, roll that TVs on the
Roll back caddies start to cap
Twenty niggas in the throwback
Get back you can't win that
Don't pretend that, you ain't got no chance
Put these balls where ya chin at
Spit heat, get cheese
That's how we move that
Who that move that nigga where ya crew at
You betta get ya money nigga
Stack some chips
For the time of days ain't sunny nigga
I hope ya mouth ain't runny nigga
If it is, ya body gon' hop like bunny nigga

We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say

Said that, dawg where the drink at
Set back in the lac, kick back sit back toast to the big man
Yeah cuz you did that, 100,000 rappers in line ready to spit raps
What for why not, everyone want my spot so I guesse I gotta drop it like its hot
Ain't nothin' to it to do it like done did it
West coast general nigga, I'm cold niddy, you niggas, wanna G like
Think that you can be like let me show u mothafuckers what it see like
See we like hop fours an put daners on vogues and rob out of town niggas at award shows
Now as far as the war goes, if you got beef with me everybody
Catchin bullet holes this ain't no mutherfuckin movie script
This the life of a gangsta crip ya punk bitch

We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say

I walk the walk I talk the talk hey
Yous a bitch that ain't my fault
Look I lit the match I struck the spark
That heated the grease that fired the marks that
Grinds the chalk
You chicken shit niggas it's time to squawk
It's sum discrepancies about the bullshit ya brought
The rhymes ya thought were dope were sure
You been judged been found one now you been caught
Call me gangsta call me killa, call me rilla nigga you can call me old man river
Cause you goin str8 to the bottom I shot 'im they rottin they
New concrete boots still replacin' dem cottons
Who the f*ck you think I am you think I ran, I'm the man
And I am, still humble tennas an flaggin' bandanas
Type down on a whip with heat like dantana

We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say
We got the gangsta walk
Gangsta talk, gangsta way
We got the gangsta way gangsta say

Tarek Smallman, Artis Jr Ivey, Bruce Broadus, S Ferititta, J Salinas