Thats Gansta lyrics

Artist  : Shyne 
Song : Thats Gansta



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Shyne]
Hustler, bad motherfucker
Brooklyn
to the rucker, Cali and back
Court cases
pendin, all the blood drug money
spendin
Ferrari engines leave your whole
fuckin block tremblin
I'm what niggaz wanna
be, a straight G
Whore bitches wanna suck and
fuck for free
I'm Alpo, before you snitch
dog
I switch lines and rhymes faster than I
switch cars
Ghetto star, name ring in every
hood
Heartless villain, money driven
killin
and bury my opposition, for a pot to
piss in
Knickerbock position,
listen

[Chorus 2X: Shyne]
A hundred
carats in the watch (THAT'S GANGSTA)
Gettin
skull off in the parkin lot (THAT'S
GANGSTA)
Feel the knot when you loft (THAT'S
GANGSTA)
Takin over spots and blocks (THAT'S
GANGSTA)

[Shyne]
I got a question; as
serious as cancer
Where da fuckin safe at?
Somebody better answer
before I start killin
and fillin these double-I slugs
in your mug
then you spittin up blood
Got dead gangstas
rollin over like, "Yo this nigga
cold"
The way he cut his coke is murder
game to his flow
Rich is, my only reason for
bein, shit
I never had hope, until I sold
dope
Drug game is infectious, got me livin
reckless
Feds get uptight when they see my
watch and necklace
glow, fuck 'em, they can't
catch me
Murder and money, 'til they throw my
ashes in the
sea

[Chorus]

[Shyne]
Mac-10's,
crush rocks and drops
The best respect, the
feds only fuck cops
Coke price raisin, task
force raidin
Bustin at secret agents runnin up
out the Days Inn
Roller, diamonds and
mack-milla's
Fillers and loud pipes for all my
killers
Money hungry honies around, the killer
streets and the law
The opium and the raw,
that's what I live for
For cuttin yea, never
for today
Extended magazines shootouts and
ricochets
Play a role and catch a bullethole,
pop your blood vessels
Ain't gonna wait before
the smoke
settles

[Chorus]

[*scratching
"Serious
shit"*]

[Shyne]
Money in brown
paper bags (THAT'S GANGSTA)
Servin fiends on
the ave (THAT'S GANGSTA)
Menage red labels
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Honies with diamonds up in
they navel (THAT'S GANGSTA)
Showin love to
your hood (THAT'S GANGSTA)
Leavin cowards
layin where they stood (THAT'S
GANGSTA)
Floodin your homey's commisary up
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Never missin when we bust
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Money in brown paper bags
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Servin fiends on the ave
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Menage red labels (THAT'S
GANGSTA)
Honies with diamonds up in they navel
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
Showin love to your hood
(THAT'S GANGSTA)
[*music fades out*]