Gangsta - Young Dolph

They say to the drop it straight gangsta

Nigga keep that shit one thousand, and

Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangstas

They ask me what I’m smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta

Gangsta x7

Stepped up in this bitch, white Marc Jacob’s on

Don’t know why, but seems like all the real niggas gone

Blew up on C-Murder, feels like I’m trapped

Shout out to Boosie, mother fucker one time

Say I pray for Badass and blow yourself a strong

Man that’s fucked up, they trynna do lil' homie rush

Started getting rich, they started hatin', I guess that’s how it goes

So rubberbands and extra clips, that’s how we roll

I’m a money magnet, man, that shit just come to me

OMG, look what the streets have done to me

Real niggas on the bag, and foreign on me

I ain’t leaving this bitch till my missionaire for free

They say to the drop it straight gangsta

Nigga keep that shit one thousand, and

Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangsters

They ask me what I’m smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta

Gangsta x7

I come from shit, now I’m the shit

I ain’t got no kids, but

Girl fuck your nigga, he acts shit

Smoking on that gangster shit

Red,, red Chevelle, that’s gangsta

Keep your bitch fish tail, that’s gangsta

Put your whole clique on, nigga that’s gangsta

Squeeky on the beat, nigga this another banger

Paper Route, we straight beast, so they can’t tame us

Come out here with that plan and shit’s gonna get dangerous

Went and come and get money, Dolph no stranger

They say to the drop it straight gangsta

Nigga keep that shit one thousand, and

Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangsters

They ask me what I’m smoking, I tell 'em straight gangster

Gangster x9