Текст (слова) песни: Tha Realest f Richie Rich, Scarface - Chronic 2000: Still Smokin` (Suge Knigh

Ha ha ha, mutha-fuckin` westside niggas
Gotta love gangsta`s
(You got to love a gangsta)
You gotta love gangsta`s
Tha Realest
Richie Rich
And mutha-fuckin` Scarface
Gotta love gangsta`s
Why? How we ride
(You got to love a gangsta)

Who can we tell about our conversations?
Nobody, cuz these niggas always playa hatin`
Cuz we gangsta`s
Every corner that we off `n turn
So many niggas lost their lives, so our hearts were burned
Eternally, we talkin` cold to get our points across
Everybody know The Don is the fuckin` boss
Ain`t no top secrets in the desk or hidin` dead bodies
Keep your mouth closed and never ever tell nobody
Or you`ll be murdered
Get an alias, that`s a smart move
So many snitches around, sometimes we often lose
From niggas bullshittin`
Breakin` down under pressure
I have no choice but to take some fuckin` drastic measures
Through-out the world, smugglin` drugs through the 50 states
And overseas, we ??? to communicate
Stay up on game nigga
Tattle-tale don`t last long
Just remember these rules and then you`ll stand strong
We never communicate with strangers
It`s the last sucka
So you gotta love gangsta`s

1 - Gotta love gangsta`s cuz gangsta`s do thug shit
I said you gotta love gangsta`s cuz we don`t take no bullshit
You gotta love gangsta`s because we mash for dreams
You gotta love gangsta`s because we ride on our enemies

Richie Rich! Ha ha ha
Tha Realest
You know you love gangsta`s
You like the way they do things
You understand me?
(Check this out)

Nigga tweek on it
But before you speak on it
Don`t talk on it if you can`t walk on it
It`s deep, ain`t it?
Picasso can`t paint it
I`m tough wit it
These niggas pass, puff wit it
Choke on it
Since Tha Realest spoke on it
I`ll die wit it
Mutha-fucka get high wit it
I did it
He did it
`Face do it
Be true to it
Many niggas new to it
It hurt, don`t it?
Nutty square niggas want it
But can`t feel it
Ha ha, it take a gangsta to get it

Repeat 1

Tattoos cover my whole body
Alias name on the streets, they call him John Gotti
For puttin` in work nigga
Soldiers sometimes die daily
Don`t shed no tears, cuz in my mind, only God can save me
No bullshit
Penitentaries can`t hold my pain
They often set a nigga up for their own selfish game
And that`s no lie
Open your eyes and peep this shit clearly
So many gangsta`s have died, and they`re missed dearly
And that`s for real homie
Pick `em out and tell me who
I got the last sucka, that`ll love to go and do `em
Twelve`ll blast a nigga
Nobody knows his name
They only know his face
This is the introduction
To Mista Scarface

Gangsta love, shermy, Super Sport on dubs
Mobbin` deep in the club for the homies and thugs
Niggas who ride for they shit, die for they shit
Smokin` fry up in this bitch
Down to fire on this snitch
What the fuck are they yellin`? (Gangsta)

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