Gangsta Sh*t lyrics

Artist  : Outkast 
Song : Gangsta Sh*t



 Send "Gangsta Sh*t" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car

Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm
talkin' about

Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out,
yeah

You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town
style

Gettin' head on the highways yeah but this what I
wanna know



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps



O U T K A S T, O N P, G double O D I E, so fresh
so clean

Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family

Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops,
T-shirts and Dickies

It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my
drink



Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest
heat on the street

Three G ski, Slim, Big Boi and this is C B O N
E

If you need some back-up find Jerome

Ya girl gonna give you grief at home

Just tell these hoez wanna be on the same team
that she's layin' on



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps



Dope boys in the trap like to stack the dough

When beef come around can't let it go

When my funds turn legit, I'm gonna let you
know

Ridin' rims real good down Old National



It's trappable, two bed, jacuzzi bath, it's
natural

Puttin' cheese in ya stash, untaxable
futhermuckers get mad

Steady watchin' myself, got eyes in my back

Don't take no slack when you managin' the trap



If you front work out, gotta get it right back

I trap by day boy, rap by night

C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps



I'm pimp tight, give a fuck, niggaz know what's
up?

It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck

We gotta simple little problem that we got to
solve

It like it ain't about the money, we got to
handle the job



No colors or rags, just guns and masks

We not scared to blast and dip off fast

With the Dungeon click just pulled a lick

Now what you really wanna know about the gangsta
shit?



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps



Back on the scene, a sack of green sittin' on
crome and rubber bands

Paint lookin' like Candy land, it's Slim the
South Paw trigger man

Flippin' work and whippin' weight, rock up, roll
and get the papes

Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the
block wit the deflate



Grams the O's, slabs to whole one's da flake

A young nigga holdin' big face foldin'

Pimps are known for catchin' runaways

A good hustler's known to keep his gun away



First nigga run up and try to jack mine

First nigga fuck up to get flat lined

Pack still stainless, Coupe and Verts
brainless

Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me

The trunk be at bangin' of the chain danlin'

Y'all know that I'm form C.P.



[Incomprehensible]



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon click



Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
shit?

Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps



Outkast wit a K, yeah them niggaz are hard

Harder than a nigga tryin' to impress God

We'll pull your whole deck, fuck pullin' your
card

And still take my guitar and take a walk in the
park



Any play the sweetest melody the street ever
heard

Now bitches suckin' on my nouns and I'm eatin'
their verbs

Get full and niggaz, niggaz

Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat, beat
ass



As if pit bulls went out of style, made a vow to
myself

If it's for the wealth I'll stop

Well, put I like this, it's like me selling some
dope

Because my girlfriend wants to shop



Wrong reason, whatever the season

Hey winter, spring, summer or fall, I don't
stall

Slow drag wit your brain against the wall

Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't
fall



All y'all, fuck boys

Tuck toys inside your pants

Just to pull it out, point it at the ground

And make a nigga wanna dance



Now what that be for, you're on that reefer and
on that 2pac

In front of them ooh wops

Tryin' to show out that's the hoe route

Talkin' loud, talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit