Gangsta Music lyrics

Artist  : Game 
Song : Gangsta Music



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 Lyrics to Certified Gangsta :

[Intro:
G.A.M.E. (Jim Jones)]

(R.I.P Eazy-E)That
Westside(Capo), that city where them tec's
fly(Dip-set!)

We ride in that
Westside(Eastside), that no seeds in our stress
side(Lets ride)



[Verse 1:
G.A.M.E.]

Jim Jones swirvin, I got that
purple I'm blowed

Tight grip on the
Escalade pole

Yeah, Harlem's jus' like
Compton, that's jus' how I roll

Red bandana
wrapped around the chrome .44

Gun smokin'
like Suge cigar

Show me how you stunt you
thrown outta movin' car

If that thing come
out, its murder she wrote

If Doc come out,
its 30 Impalas on the boat

Nigga, we do
this everyday

Llamas under the thermul,
waitin' by ya stairs like Mary J

Beat
niggaz ride dirty like Jazze Pha, Cassius
Clay

Knock a nigga out on the ave today

Bring the mack ya way me and Santana

Blowin' in the crowd like Donnie Hathaway

Westside blood-gang, niggaz know what I'm
about

And they know I'm ruff ridin' so they
knockself out



[Chorus: Bezel]

Now I ride with my vest, .45 and my tech

Big 4 in the '64, like I'm in the West

Not petrified to put 5 in ya chest

Cause,
we Certified Gangstas

Stash the mill' in the
house

And I kill in the drowt

That's
the chill, when I pump, get it crunk in the
South

Icegrill, like a nice meal in my
mouth

Cause, we Certified Gangstas