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Just Another Gangsta Lyrics - Artist : Birdman
Ah ya ya ya ya
Ya ya (Bitch!) Nino (D-Rock, D-Rock, D-Rock) I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag) 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash They respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag Y'all chase bitches, I chase bags Shopping up in Bally slippers for the swag And I just got a new crib, 'cause I was thuggin' Had to get it how I live Me and my cousin had to write our own scripts So we went to hustlin' We was smart when we was buyin' cars Stayed in our budget Can't do nothin' from behind bars Nothing but suffering I know criminals in all the wards And I don't judge 'em (And I don't judge 'em) MVP, I'm on some James Harden shit And fuck a 9-5 I'm on some money-ployed instead of unemployed You got your money in your bag, bitch I need a forklift I ain't good with falling off, I'm tryna make the Forbes list (Aye) I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag) 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash They respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag 250 on the whip, 100 on the tag That Gucci with the cash, 200 on the dash Bad foreign bitch with the curves and all She love a real nigga, shot-call and ball See, my bloods been poppin' from my neck of the woods And then we came up ice rockin', put the candy on wood Put the stuntin' in full, it's all gravy and good Put potatoes on the 9, nigga fuck 'em we do it Shine is a must, the people we duck We chalk a nigga down while we standin' 'em up I'm just a 3rd world nigga, big money I make We come from the bottom, nigga survive and make it I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag) 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash They respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag Had to learn my own craft, I was on the wrong path I was out here livin' dirty 'til I took a long bath I done got my shit together, now I got my own staff 'Bout to fuck my right hand man up 'cause that nigga want half He see me in my new 'fit, this shit just ain't This make them bad bitches get close like they kin to me G-code in my bones, ain't no fuckboy in my tones And I always keep tools with me in case anything go wrong These boys and these niggas, they gon' talk shit when I'm gone Three bitches who fuck with me gon' text message my phone (Bitch!) They wanna knock me off my throne Try, try, try, but they can't take me out of my zone I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash (Yeah) Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!) (Say that!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag) (Real outlaw shit) (No lie) (All this shit) 240 on the dash Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash They respect me like a dad (Bitch!) Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag Original Hot Boyz shit Ya heard me? Solid like a rock Yeah, stand tall in the fall Chopper with the sticks, bananas (Bitch!) |
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