He’s a Gangsta (feat. Messy Marv) – E-40 – letras

{« He’s a he’s a he he’s a gangsta »} [repeats x8/and throughout song][Verse 1: E-40]Funkmaster like Flex heavy metal rapidly (Blahoo)Knock ya out’cha socks put’chu out your misery (Owh)Homicide try’na holla they wanna question me {« we need to talk to you »}Cause I’m always into beef and smoke broccoli [coughs]I do my dirt by my lonely I ain’t tellin’ on meI keep my mouth shut like James Beasley and Lil D, solidFind me guilty I do my time even if I’m sixtyLong as I get out with my pride and my fuckin’ dignityReal, born in it surrounded killers, dealers and robbersMommas identifying bodies in they pajamas {« that’s my baby »}Teenagers packing and writing ’round with them lamas {« rah rah »}Squeezing on niggas like anacondas (bah)I’ll put tips on a nigga we can fade and we can locked up like thisSo we can get off into some of that old shoot-em-up bang-bang gangsta shit (Blaoo)Most of the time it’s over a bitch when the form sparkThis dog gotta bite that a back up his barkBitch![Kaveo/E-40:]Yeah, broad day light or midnight here at it’s muthafucka out(He’s a gangsta)We don’t bunny up we dummy upOne squeeze’ll bring a nigga to his knees(He’s a gangsta)You didn’t know, we got five wordsmith come through and grand finale yo block(He’s a gangsta)If we crawl past a bulkheads, it ain’t on no sun it’s off the map(He’s a gangsta)[Verse 2: The Boy Boy Young Mess]Black mobs, beaver minks and black glocksKim Cole hard bottoms nigga with no socksThis gangsta in it dawg nah ain’t got candy paintI beat it my cases with cash my nigga no runningMy heart pump no fear to a nobodyYou drive by material black MaseratiOne nigga, one black mack, four black bodiesGiving niggas scared play homie like Greg WoolleyAnd I ain’t into playing no checkers with’chu lil niggasHomie I knock down pines and fuck over rooksI got gangstas from that lil D ear shookI catch ya digging in ya nose and life can get tooksNiggas never seen a Canali suitShow I showed em one and double so let’cha know I’m coppin’ mo than oneWhen I’m yanking on sumthin’ I’m poppin’ mo than oneIf I see ya ass and give ya a pass then ya owe me one[Kaveo/E-40:]I got stand over potna’s that’s train to go that it to the head off a backboard(He’s a gangsta)We don’t goony up we goony out we play the street as the next that a snitch a cognac(He’s a gangsta)You bet not try to slot a bitch up under me cause I’ll polish like a pimp’s dater(He’s a gangsta)We whoop ass, taking names and worry about asking questions later(He’s a gangsta)[Verse 3: The Jacka]Err place I show up I got the pistol trippin’All my niggas feel safe when I’m in the buildingMake a nigga feel raped when I slap his melonWith the ass of the cannon spot get readyBy a hyenasHarder than life a level for we dine divasTech cool with ya sickness of swine netterNever heard a tech cause these fakers a prime-rettaFresh up outta Tina’s back in the crime bidnessKeep my lawyer paid cause she is a damn geniusKeep my niggas paid to murder the star witnessNever saw a reign when niggas is start snitchingBut part of the game is death so now it’s just more killingSelling up a pack to send in him to a fellaWho slit his fuckin neck fore he think about tellingEight a thousand years like a Gladys Knight breakfast and I’m in the lobby fear cause[Kaveo/E-40:]Don’t come though asking questions about who what when where and why cause you will die(He’s a gangsta)When we hit them prison gates we ain’t going to general population we going to the shoo(He’s a gangsta)Yeah nigga, I’m about my money fuck with my family it’s consequences or repercussion(He’s a gangsta)I ain’t goin lie, I know I got it coming one day, I know my past goin come back and haunt me(He’s a gangsta){« He’s a he’s a he he’s a gangsta »} [x8]