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Gangsta Grillz You know, I was twenty-one when I started Gangsta Grillz And now twenty-one years later, I still got it I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st) Me and Dogg got about twenty-one tapes together alone DJ Drama, you know This lifestyle keep me Forever 21, like the store L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody gon' get fucked Gangsta Couple croquesaques with the tube socks First bank account was the shoe box You know the cheese gotta come with the wine I show you how to make a profit off of twenty-one crimes Time, time for action, main attraction, flash the captain Ass is clappin', chain reaction, laughin' Get a whiff of what these hoes be askin' Say she only fuck rappers that's gold and platinum, give me the— (Gangsta Grillz) Twenty-one times, they had counted me out And twenty-one times, I done came back on top I got a new name Letras de cancionesFrom now on call me Drammy Depp 21 Jump Street, nigga, hahaha I'm the greatest L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H All these niggas and all these hoes in here Somebody gon' get fucked Couple croquesaques with the tube socks First bank account was the shoe box You know the cheese gotta come with the wine I show you how to make a profit off of twenty-one crimes Time, time for action, main attraction, flash the captain Ass is clappin', chain reaction, laughin' Get a whiff of what these hoes be askin' Say she only fuck rappers that's gold and platinum Give me the loot, give me the loot, these demons, I rebuke Hide the women, hide the kids, it's a Crip on the loose How the fuck I let Dre talk me back into the booth? Ridin' with some blue devils, all they know is run and shoot Know that's a pretty gun, look at what my city done Wreak havoc, I was savage 'fore 21 Seen my first mill' 'fore I turned twenty-one, you can ask anyone I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st, 21st, 21st) I'm from 21st street (21st, yeah, 21st, 21st, 21st, 21st) L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H Ayy, welcome, nigga, back from the gutter, run for cover Straight up gospel, chicken and waffles, guns and butter True devotion, blue promotion Shit in my bones, funeral homes, three-wheel motion Ayy, fool, I'm a vet, you can bet Bet I can walk through the set without gettin' checked Back then I had a MAC-10 bangin' with the groom folks Shit'll get deep, watch your tone, Lo' Eighteen, I was cookin' up my own dope Collect call from the homies, 'til the fuckin' phone broke A lot of close calls, been through it all Warren G, Nate Dogg, corner pocket, 8-Ball Mama's cryin', babies lyin' Government lyin', that's why we in it throwin' up signs They say the C is for crazy, R is for ruthless Eye for an eye, P for power, gangster music From Letras Mania