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I'm from the S O you T H side of see A, why they try to P HStill hit em up with that E A, G A to N G S T ASo fuck them them other N I double G A SHate the pops and kill the T AHang with my crew blue strings in my shoesMary Jane and some loop while we swags in the coupeI'm addicting to smacking hoesTracks, flows Crenshaw Boulevard backing foesL.A.'s Finest and L.A.'s behind usGangsta, hoochies, essays and whinniesD's still twisting, low low's still hoppingGangsta shit still dropping, Crenshaw still poppingGang signs throwing up, body's still showing upAnd O yea Time Bomb still blowing up, bitchWhen you got the L.A confidential up in the place to beRide with meLet's all roll, throw it up if you with meI'm so cold, who am but staying GThe Dogg Pound stays the learn all y'all heardPlease date me when stick before you get serveYou know gangstas bang and gangsta slangLetras de cancionesIt's just an gangsta thangGangstas dip and some gangstas tripI'm the gangsta slip and this gangsta cripI used bump brother with the gangsta nip'Cause nobody else was on the gangsta tipGangstas smoke sh room and gangsta rock permsGangstas don't listen and gangstas don't learnGangsta rock braids and gangsta jerry curlsGangsta's going take over the worldGangsta's go to jail, gangstas skip bailGangsta's make mail and gangsta's would never failGangsta's goin' stay on topBecause the gangsta is going to make the gangsta shit popJust lounge homeboy you in the gangsta zoneHeart thrown in California where the gangstas rollLet's all roll, throw it up if you with meI'm so cold, who am but staying GThe Dogg Pound stays the learn all y'all heardPlease date me when stick before you get serveMy nigga slip is an gangsta'cause I'm an hood ster, an hood star I'm taking the hood farThe see Riders posted up with the bullet loco blue ragsSmoking the bombing fluid and keep dumping on you fagsI heard and seen it all and I'm hoping you fallKeep looking at my nuts until I get crip ballI'm still striving, yeah ya word is about what I'm drivingYour bitch is going me more, pedal to the floorFuck an navigator, nigga I can flip ten gators in my living roomIf you can't to that nigga give me roomHad an tourney 89' but your bitch made me mineSee the mother fucker ran on that biz state of mindFor mine I did the crime, had to run one timeAnd you take my dick in your mouth in one timeI fuck you in the butt and crip walk your liverWhile I rich roll on the riverCaught up in the land of hard timeBack off mine, I'm mad I'm pushing an hard lineAn hard cat with hard raps and hard rhymesI hardly pay attention to rapMy mine say hard dick serve to an bitch ain't no crimeHood soft to hard dime, chicken way I flip mineHard hit and rip like canines, hit hard heads with no spineMarch and start to take mineBig D let me fuck that bitch and you fuck mineOff hard liqueurs is harder than wine Knoc-Turnal comes through overtimeWhen I die build me an shrine all is all is getting in my mindI ain't begun to speak yet, until that timeLet's throw it up, throw it upLet 'em know, out in the west represent let it goldLet's throw it up, throw it upLet 'em know, out in the west represent let it gold From Letras Mania