Текст (слова) песни: N.W.A. - Gangsta Gangsta

GANGSTA GANGSTA
N.W.A.
Verse One: Ice Cube

Here`s a little somethin` bout a nigga like me
never shoulda been let out the penititary
Ice Cube would like ta say
That I`m a crazy mutha fucka from around the way
Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
Now I`m the mutha fucka that ya read about
Takin` a life or two
that`s what the hell I do, you don`t like how I`m livin
well fuck you!
This is a gang, and I`m in it
My man Dre`ll fuck you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you`re toothless
And then you say goddamn they ruthless!
Everwhere we go they say [damn!]
N W A`s fuckin` up tha program
And then you realize we don`t care
We don`t just say no, we to busy sayin` yeah!
To drinkin` straight out the eight bottle
Do I look like a mutha fuckin role model?
To a kid lookin` up ta me
Life ain`t nothin but bitches and money.
Cause I`m tha type o` nigga that`s built ta last
If ya fuck wit me I`ll put a foot in ya ass
See I don`t give a fuck `cause I keep bailin
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin

Chorus:
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"Hopin you sophisticated motherfuckers hear what I have to say"

Verse Two: Ice Cube

When me and my posse stepped in the house
All the punk-ass niggaz start breakin out
Cause you know, they know whassup
So we started lookin for the bitches with the big butts
Like her, but she keep cryin
"I got a boyfriend" Bitch stop lyin
Dumb-ass hooker ain`t nuttin but a dyke
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don`t like
Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw
Ren started stompin em, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don`t quit
Ren said, "Let`s start some shit!"
I got a shotgun, and here`s the plot
Takin niggaz out with a flurry of buckshots
Boom boom boom, yeah I was gunnin
And then you look, all you see is niggaz runnin
and fallin and yellin and pushin and screamin
and cussin, I stepped back, and I kept bustin
And then I realized it`s time for me to go
So I stopped, jumped in the vehicle
It`s like this, because of that who-ride
N.W.A. is wanted for a homicide
Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last
Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass
See I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin?

Chorus:
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"He`ll tell you exactly how he feel, and don`t want a fuckin thing back"

Verse Three: Ice Cube

Homies all standin around, just hangin
Some dope-dealin, some gang-bangin
We decide to roll and we deep
See a nigga on Dayton`s and we creep
Real slow, and before you know
I had my shotgun pointed in the window
He got scared, and hit the gas
Right then, I knew I has to smoke his ass
He kept rollin, I jumped in the bucket
We couldn`t catch him, so I said fuck it
Then we headed right back to the fort
Sweatin all the bitches in the biker shorts
We didn`t get no play, from the ladies
With six niggaz in a car are you crazy?
She was scared, and it was showin
We all said "Fuck you bitch!" and kept goin
To the hood, and we was fin to
Find somethin else to get into
Like some pussy, or in fact
A bum rush, but we call it rat pack
On a nigga for nuttin at all
Ice Cube`ll go stupid when I`m full of eight ball
I might stumble, but I won`t lose
Now I`m dressed in the county blues
Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last
If you Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass
I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin?

Interlude: Ice Cube, Dr. Dre

[Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit]
{Man whatcha gonna do now?}
"What we`re gonna do right here is go way back"
[How far you goin back?]
"Way back"
"As we go a lil somethin like this" - Slick Rick

Here`s a lil gangsta, short in size
A t-shirt and Levi`s is his only disguise
Built like a tank yet hard to hit
Ice Cube and Eazy E cold runnin shit

Verse Four: Eazy E, MC Ren

Well I`m Eazy E the one they`re talkin about
Nigga tried to roll the dice and just crapped out
Police tried to roll, so it`s time to go
I creeped away real slow and jumped in the six-fo`
Wit the "Diamond in the back, sun-roof top"
Diggin the scene with the gangsta lean
Cause I`m the E, I don`t slang or bang
I just smoke motherfuckers like it ain`t no thang
And all you bitches, you know I`m talkin to you
"We want to fuck you Eazy!" I want to fuck you too
Cause you see, I don`t really take no shit
[So let me tell you motherfuckers who you`re fuckin with]
Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last
If you Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass
I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin?

Chorus:
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"He`ll fuck up you and yours, and anything that gets in his way"

Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One
Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin
"He`ll just call you a low-life motherfucker, and talk about your
funky ways"

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: N.W.A. - Gangsta Gangsta GANGSTA GANGSTA N.W.A. Verse One: Ice Cube Here`s a little somethin` bout a nigga like me never shoulda been let out the penititary Ice Cube would like ta say That I`m a crazy mutha fucka from around the way Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out Now I`m the mutha fucka that ya read about Takin` a life or two that`s what the hell I do, you don`t like how I`m livin well fuck you! This is a gang, and I`m in it My man Dre`ll fuck you up in a minute With a right left, right left you`re toothless And then you say goddamn they ruthless! Everwhere we go they say [damn!] N W A`s fuckin` up tha program And then you realize we don`t care We don`t just say no, we to busy sayin` yeah! To drinkin` straight out the eight bottle Do I look like a mutha fuckin role model? To a kid lookin` up ta me Life ain`t nothin but bitches and money. Cause I`m tha type o` nigga that`s built ta last If ya fuck wit me I`ll put a foot in ya ass See I don`t give a fuck `cause I keep bailin Yo, what the fuck are they yellin Chorus: Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "Hopin you sophisticated motherfuckers hear what I have to say" Verse Two: Ice Cube When me and my posse stepped in the house All the punk-ass niggaz start breakin out Cause you know, they know whassup So we started lookin for the bitches with the big butts Like her, but she keep cryin "I got a boyfriend" Bitch stop lyin Dumb-ass hooker ain`t nuttin but a dyke Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don`t like Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?" The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw Ren started stompin em, and so did E By that time got rushed by security Out the door, but we don`t quit Ren said, "Let`s start some shit!" I got a shotgun, and here`s the plot Takin niggaz out with a flurry of buckshots Boom boom boom, yeah I was gunnin And then you look, all you see is niggaz runnin and fallin and yellin and pushin and screamin and cussin, I stepped back, and I kept bustin And then I realized it`s time for me to go So I stopped, jumped in the vehicle It`s like this, because of that who-ride N.W.A. is wanted for a homicide Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass See I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin Yo, what the fuck are they yellin? Chorus: Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "He`ll tell you exactly how he feel, and don`t want a fuckin thing back" Verse Three: Ice Cube Homies all standin around, just hangin Some dope-dealin, some gang-bangin We decide to roll and we deep See a nigga on Dayton`s and we creep Real slow, and before you know I had my shotgun pointed in the window He got scared, and hit the gas Right then, I knew I has to smoke his ass He kept rollin, I jumped in the bucket We couldn`t catch him, so I said fuck it Then we headed right back to the fort Sweatin all the bitches in the biker shorts We didn`t get no play, from the ladies With six niggaz in a car are you crazy? She was scared, and it was showin We all said "Fuck you bitch!" and kept goin To the hood, and we was fin to Find somethin else to get into Like some pussy, or in fact A bum rush, but we call it rat pack On a nigga for nuttin at all Ice Cube`ll go stupid when I`m full of eight ball I might stumble, but I won`t lose Now I`m dressed in the county blues Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last If you Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin Yo, what the fuck are they yellin? Interlude: Ice Cube, Dr. Dre [Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit] {Man whatcha gonna do now?} "What we`re gonna do right here is go way back" [How far you goin back?] "Way back" "As we go a lil somethin like this" - Slick Rick Here`s a lil gangsta, short in size A t-shirt and Levi`s is his only disguise Built like a tank yet hard to hit Ice Cube and Eazy E cold runnin shit Verse Four: Eazy E, MC Ren Well I`m Eazy E the one they`re talkin about Nigga tried to roll the dice and just crapped out Police tried to roll, so it`s time to go I creeped away real slow and jumped in the six-fo` Wit the "Diamond in the back, sun-roof top" Diggin the scene with the gangsta lean Cause I`m the E, I don`t slang or bang I just smoke motherfuckers like it ain`t no thang And all you bitches, you know I`m talkin to you "We want to fuck you Eazy!" I want to fuck you too Cause you see, I don`t really take no shit [So let me tell you motherfuckers who you`re fuckin with] Cause I`m the type of nigga that`s built to last If you Fuck wit me, I`ll put my foot in your ass I don`t give a fuck, cause I keep bailin Yo, what the fuck are they yellin? Chorus: Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "He`ll fuck up you and yours, and anything that gets in his way" Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "It`s not about a salary, it`s all about reality" - KRS One Gangsta, Gangsta! That`s what they`re yellin "He`ll just call you a low-life motherfucker, and talk about your funky ways" Нравится песня? 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