Lyrics:

(Chorus)- (DJ Paul)



We up all night (we hip, we hip)

We high off that white

We smokin that weed (we hip, we hip)

Them eyes be tight

We drinkin them fifths (we hip, we hip)

We pimpin a bitch

Our grills are gold (we hip, we hip)

Our nose be (sniff)

We carried them glocks (we hip, we hip)

Our hustle is rocks

Consumers or junkies (we hip, we hip)

The blockies I start

If smaller or bigger (we hip, we hip)

We drinkin them triggers

Cause everybody wanna be a gangsta nigga



(DJ Paul)



I can't stand a sorry nigga tryna act like he tough

When he at the D&D he wanna act like he buff

On the parking lot he becking tryna act like he stuck

Showing out in front of hoes tryna act like he cut

If it's money lookin funny he goin act like he must

Tell his boys he made a stain meaning act like he bust

On a nigga on dem things meaning act like he touch

Said he missed em when he shot meaning act like he ducked

Met a super bad bitch he wanna act like he fucked

Said he got the chewing first he wanna act like she sucked

Ridin other niggas Rovers tryna act like his truck

Selling other niggas dope tryna act like his stuff

On them heavy niggas dick you better act like you up

He just a fagot pussy whip you better act like enough

Just because he just a lemon he a act like he us

Fallen weak for chicken women nigga act like you rough



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(Project Pat)



Triple six we don't like you hoes

And you know we quick to 'blop blop'

We quick big creeping up foes foes

And you know we keepin that 'glock glock'

We stayin riding in dem Chevvys

And you know and our pain is 'flip flop'

We walkin right dead on your porch

And you know we ain't goin 'knock knock'

You bitches better call the fuckin cops

Black Haven niggas acting up all on the fuckin block

We made it hot

We out the frame and niggas know it main

What's hard about it we so quick to do the damn thing

We bouncin bouncin, swanging swanging, and we can't be playing

My Cincinnati naughty niggas know what I be saying

We stayin representing the south wit golds in our mouth

These other boys off in this bitch know what we be about

We burning rubber leaving rubbers in his fuckin bed

To let him know that we been here and his girl been so bad

You fuckin round wit some pimps when you come down here

Be walking round wit a limp fuckin off down here

We gangsta niggaz



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(Gangsta Boo)



I be here nigga what,Riding ballin down the mall

Partner smoking,crunking,funking in an overseas car

Ya'll don't know I be stepping

B-A-Z be repping

Always down to buck a sucker triple six my weapon

Bitch I'm a women I done paid all my dues

I done shot up niggas homes got they bodies on the news hoe

Stay smoking dro, stay studio bumped out

Mobbing wit them boys on that vay nigga blowed out

What you wanna do

Pimping Gangsta Boo

Bitch I'll fuck yo nigga and yo mutherfuckin bitch too

Coward sissy nigga you ain't know crazy lady got that doe

Riding Caddiliac on vogues yelling fuck you funky hoes

And I got my glock out ready to pop a bitch right in that grill

Tryna step up to me wrong that's what got yo ass killed

Never be a hesitater always ready to pull the trigger

Everybody wanna be a gangsta nigga

BITCH!



(Chorus)