Gangsta by Kruttz Lyrics
Verse 1 (Kruttz):
Got a million things on my mind
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Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind
Imma show you right now I can give this bitch a fine
If you try to mess with me, your life’s on the line
You think people gonna say I’m an inspirin’ wigga
Other people just want rap to expire
I work independently. I’ll never get fired
You know I spit rhymes. You can’t make me retire
People play too much like the hood is on fire
Wiggas ridin’ in the street screechin’ their tires
You say you a gangsta? I look at you, you a liar
If you don’t admire rap, you better shut your trap
Fillin’ in the gap, then I get my gat, then I strap
I feel like I got a death cap on my head, I slap…
…bitches on street, then I go and see my wiggas
They holler at me. Then I snap and crack
Chorus (Kruttz):
We ridin’ in the street, actin’ like we gangsta
Out here in the streets, you betta catch yo paper
When people look at us, they start to feel anxious
Hell, we strapped up, got gats, like we gangstas
We be makin’ raps and they become bangers
We’re tryin’ so hard just to become famous
On the streets of Philly, we actin’ like we gangsta
We actin’ like we gangsta
Verse 2 (D-Jab):
Ayo, this is D-Jab, the best MC in the lab
Take a cab, take the slab, take the scrap
Grab the crack, go to rehab
Find the sharpest knife and get stabbed by Stan
I be goin’ to the streets to rise from my feet
After I rose to my feet with the beat from my wigga, Kruttz
Take the knockers and cuts. Escape some huts
Ask him what’s the difference?
Signed to the street like a gangsta, gangsta
My wigga, Kruttz, with the chorus and it went a little like this
(Wiggas better not fuck with us, we keeping it real here.)
Chorus (Kruttz)
We ridin’ in the street, actin’ like we gangsta
Out here in the streets, you betta catch yo paper
When people look at us, they start to feel anxious
Hell, we strapped up, got gats, like we gangstas
We be makin’ raps and they become bangers
We’re tryin’ so hard just to become famous
On the streets of Philly, we actin’ like we gangsta
We actin’ like we gangsta
Got a million things on my mind
Executive deals online, limited amount of time
Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind
Imma show you right now I can give this bitch a fine
If you try to mess with me, your life’s on the line
You think people gonna say I’m an inspirin’ wigga
Other people just want rap to expire
I work independently. I’ll never get fired
You know I spit rhymes. You can’t make me retire
People play too much like the hood is on fire
Wiggas ridin’ in the street screechin’ their tires
You say you a gangsta? I look at you, you a liar
If you don’t admire rap, you better shut your trap
Fillin’ in the gap, then I get my gat, then I strap
I feel like I got a death cap on my head, I slap…
…bitches on street, then I go and see my wiggas
They holler at me. Then I snap and crack
Chorus (Kruttz):
We ridin’ in the street, actin’ like we gangsta
Out here in the streets, you betta catch yo paper
When people look at us, they start to feel anxious
Hell, we strapped up, got gats, like we gangstas
We be makin’ raps and they become bangers
We’re tryin’ so hard just to become famous
On the streets of Philly, we actin’ like we gangsta
We actin’ like we gangsta
Verse 2 (D-Jab):
Ayo, this is D-Jab, the best MC in the lab
Take a cab, take the slab, take the scrap
Grab the crack, go to rehab
Find the sharpest knife and get stabbed by Stan
I be goin’ to the streets to rise from my feet
After I rose to my feet with the beat from my wigga, Kruttz
Take the knockers and cuts. Escape some huts
Ask him what’s the difference?
Signed to the street like a gangsta, gangsta
My wigga, Kruttz, with the chorus and it went a little like this
(Wiggas better not fuck with us, we keeping it real here.)
Chorus (Kruttz)
We ridin’ in the street, actin’ like we gangsta
Out here in the streets, you betta catch yo paper
When people look at us, they start to feel anxious
Hell, we strapped up, got gats, like we gangstas
We be makin’ raps and they become bangers
We’re tryin’ so hard just to become famous
On the streets of Philly, we actin’ like we gangsta
We actin’ like we gangsta