Gangsta Shit lyrics

Artist  : G-unit 
Song : Gangsta Shit



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[50 Cent - Talking]

Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit

Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood,
you know what I mean?

Fucking head blown off nigga, you know?



[Chorus x2]

They, they talking that

That gangsta shit

They ain't about that

Man, matter of fact

Hand me my strap

Show me where they at

I'll stop 'em from talking like that



[50 Cent]

I'm the talk to hit every barbershop and beauty
salon

Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the
shit that I'm on

Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat

Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the
Mack

But when I come through, shh... the talking
stop

My money long now, I can make the Pope get
shot

Now, we can blow an hour talking bout the stones
I rock

All the hoes I got, cause he stunts in the
drop

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa
shit

That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerilla
shit

I'm marking my music like diesel on the block

So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon'
starve if you not

Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha

I'll send your kids through the shooter, Crip
niggas love me like they love Hoova

They tell me see careful good, cause niggas wanna
see like you

They ain't used to a G like you, BLAM!



[Chorus]



[Young Buck]

You think you a killer but we gon just pay 'em a
visit

Put the potato in the barrel so nobody hear
it

I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John
Wayne

Shooting these niggas lights out like Lebron
James

Holla my name, gimme a reason to see you
bleeding

After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we
eating

Full of anger until there's no more bullets in
the chamber

Ain't nothing like when you get popped and don't
know who to blame-a

Nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by your
lonely"

So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even
hold me

I'm waiting, anticipating to put a nigga
under

Smoking like we some Jamaicans fucking with this
ganja

Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a
must

Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't
discuss

So point him out and watch how I knock him
off

Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching
ya'll, motherfuckers!



[Chorus]



[Lloyd Banks]

Come on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends,
just cut the checks

I got a long pump that'll put your stupid ass up
in steps

Begging niggas don't understand though

Probably cause my hand glow when I'm anticipating
the lambo

Lean out my bucket for niggas thinking they
Rambo

You get one warning so I suggest you let your man
know

These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody
acting soft

'Til they laid out in the hospital, eating
applesauce

Usually for yapping off and turn apologetic

Waving a white flag, the danger they might
have

My niggas buying so much ammo

If you reach in the couch for loose change,
you'll probably feel on the handle

Holding sixteens to get your bandages and broke
bones

So I suggest you get alarm systems in both
homes

There's only one team on top, we number one with
a glock

Fuck around and get your dumb ass SHOT!



[Chorus]