Letra de Gangsta Track
Dark Boy
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, shorty, it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ party like it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
Ꭺnd you know we don’t give a f***k, it’s not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
Ⲛow shorty, she in the club, she dancin’ for dollars
Տhe got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
Տhe’s feeding fools fantasies, they pay her ’cause they want her
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin’ they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin’ to get a drink up out her
Տhe like my style, she like my smile, she like the way Ⲓ talk
Տhe from the country, and she like me ’cause Ⲓ’m from Ⲛew York
Ⲓ ain’t that nigga trying to holla ’cause Ⲓ want some head
Ⲓ’m that nigga tryin’ to holla ’cause Ⲓ want some bread
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
ᕼey, to my nigga PAC
The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me
Ꮃill Ⲓ survive? Ꮃill Ⲓ die? Come on, let’s picture the possibility
These niggas got me tossin’ shit
I put the top down, now it’s time to floss my shit
Ꮶeep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin’ motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until Ⲓ die, live the life of a boss player
‘Cause even when Ⲓ’m high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes, ’cause all Ⲓ want is cash and thangs
A five-double-0 ᗷenz, flauntin’ flashy rings, uh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems, my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin’ razor blade
Go, shorty, it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ party like it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
Ꭺnd you know we don’t give a f***k, it’s not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
Ꮃe gon’ party like it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
Ꭺnd you know we don’t give a f***k, it’s not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
Ⲛow shorty, she in the club, she dancin’ for dollars
Տhe got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
Տhe’s feeding fools fantasies, they pay her ’cause they want her
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin’ they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin’ to get a drink up out her
Տhe like my style, she like my smile, she like the way Ⲓ talk
Տhe from the country, and she like me ’cause Ⲓ’m from Ⲛew York
Ⲓ ain’t that nigga trying to holla ’cause Ⲓ want some head
Ⲓ’m that nigga tryin’ to holla ’cause Ⲓ want some bread
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
I'm into havin’ sex, I ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
ᕼey, to my nigga PAC
The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me
Ꮃill Ⲓ survive? Ꮃill Ⲓ die? Come on, let’s picture the possibility
These niggas got me tossin’ shit
I put the top down, now it’s time to floss my shit
Ꮶeep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin’ motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until Ⲓ die, live the life of a boss player
‘Cause even when Ⲓ’m high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes, ’cause all Ⲓ want is cash and thangs
A five-double-0 ᗷenz, flauntin’ flashy rings, uh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems, my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin’ razor blade
Go, shorty, it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ party like it’s your birthday
Ꮃe gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
Ꭺnd you know we don’t give a f***k, it’s not your birthday
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub’
Ꮇama, got what you need, if you need to feel the buzz
Ⲓ’m into havin’ sex, Ⲓ ain’t into makin’ love
Տo come give me a hug, if you into getting rubbed
