Yo, Yo
Gansta, Gansta
Gansta Yo
Thats Right
Journey Through the life of some real niggas
Some real niggas, Youll never see what Ive seen
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches, dead niggas ghost, Feds with toast
Knockin my door down sweat poor down my body
Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets
Wake up shiverin, pull my hoe close to me, she sexy
Every night is different pussy since my girl left me
And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy
And her friends are cut-throats, they deep throat to lay with me
I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space
Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin their face
Lampin in a mansion, home alone
I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics
I hold a fifth, wonderin if ten shots can stop spirits
If niggas try to rob me then I wont hear it
Cause its different from the streets, Im missin my hood now
Missin all the blocks cuz Im surrounded by woods now
Its supposed to be good now
Its like Im walkin tight rope and cant look down
Fire below me
Now the fantasies I have for women are unholy
Success, thousand dollar bottles impress
Models with fat ass and big breasts
Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets
Millionaire heir to Antigua, with Ananda, the MTV diva
Nas, how do we survive all this mess? (I didnt survive)
East vs. West the rap game where words became flesh
A whole pound of herb wont desolve my stress
Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop
Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect
Feel Me? Fuck to the rock Sean John jury
I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids
Write about the black experience, sell it to Marimax
Tell me if you feelin that
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Take a journey through the life of these real niggas
The things that they seen it would thrill niggas
If youve seen what theyve seen, you would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized that its goin down
You may find yourself going underground
When they see that this life is upon us
We would see that theres no one that we can trust
You can never see what I see, motherfucker
Beanie Sigel, the realest nigga from the streets was taught
Stay cased up nigga, stay deep in court
Reminiscin on that cold cell, deep in thought
Gettin skinny, couldnt eat, cause the meat was poor
Yall niggas couldnt live my life, Ive been through it
Streached up in hospital beds, fed fluid
Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it
Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it
My lifes no joke, I don played dice with soap
Upstate the case niggas slice your throat
Wear your boxers in the shower when you gaurd your soap
I done seen the biggest niggas in the yard get broke
I done took blocks through war, took blocks for fall
Took blocks to Wall for box of raw
What you think 33 in the glock is for?
Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars,
C4, block your doors, niggas cant stop this war
I show you faggots what this Swatz is for
Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for
Read the papers, 94 I took the cops to war
Half of yall niggas livin a lie
Only reason you switchin up your droid is cause you keep gettin robbed
I looked that nigga in the eyes before I send him to God
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, the realest nigga alive
Aiyo, Aiyo, Gansta, Gansta
The Bible has words that Christ wrote, evil men sacrifice goats
I speak all my life under oath
Since a kid, troublesome
Thrownin shit at little girls jump ropes
Bustin B-B Guns at stray cats, that was way back
Watched it die, covered in flies
Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in its eyes
Makin dirt pies, na, being buggy-eyed shit
And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit
I wear chrome 45s with ice on the grip
I dont shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals
With heroin habits they picked up from the penile
They let you have it, all I do is give them a smile
Lifestlyes of the realest, you aint ruthless you bitch
I got a pine box just your size, I know itll fit
Your whole lifes a mistake, stop holdin the pen
Kill yourself, come back as a man over again
Cause in this lifetime Im reignin, slay men
Leave your whole body cold
Your nails grow long, you get gray skin
May this nigga rest in peace, Amen
I run with brave men, straight out the housin, we wildin
Names engraved in the pavement
Brick building, grown ladies jump off the roof
Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phonebooth
New York streets made me nigga, its crazy nigga
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