Thank Yah
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I know people, You know what I'm sayin
They get it in
(Yeah) Aine gotta be a gangsta
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah
Duck tape wit a mask they'll take yah
And they'll come back after the job and I say thank yah
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
(Woahhh) I slowed down cause I was livin wrong
We used to have dem fukn gloks all in the livin room
I always had a plastic fork, ain't have no silver spoon
It's like a gun store, we got automatics in the room
You don't want no smoke, you'll be gone by the afternoon
And when lil cuh grab that tool, he gon stick and move
He got so many guns, He don't even know what stick to choose
And damn right I went to school boy, That shit was cool
I let my lil ones do it for me, I got too much to lose
Only thing they got to lose is all dem moving screws
Dispose of all the clues, My crew will give a nigga the blues
And out here chasin clout, That's how you end up on the news
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah, (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
And all I gotta say is yellow tape
He got so many bodies every day he meditate
Solid nigga, never fold, He'll never break
And when I get him on the phone he ain't never late
The day you try me your expiration will be the same date
Can't let you play wit me and slide, My niggas can't wait
Thought he was in the clear, Got spotted at the main gate
My niggas hungry for the beef, That's why they ain't even ate
I can't help but be real, That's in my DNA
You should've known he was gon squeal, Look at what that paper say
I took a different way, Bitch I'm on a paper chase
Aine a gangsta, But that don't mean I want catch a case
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah, (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I got shooters, You know what I'm sayin
King Burris, Kees-Bo, J-bo
You know what I'm sayin
Hold it down, Jeff-Bo I see ya'll doin ya'll motherfukin thing
Free Tay-Tay, You know what I'm sayin
Free Chin, Free Guwop, Martaviuos my nigga
Let's do it, Don't fuck wit me though, Yeah
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I know people, You know what I'm sayin
They get it in
(Yeah) Aine gotta be a gangsta
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah
Duck tape wit a mask they'll take yah
And they'll come back after the job and I say thank yah
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
(Woahhh) I slowed down cause I was livin wrong
We used to have dem fukn gloks all in the livin room
I always had a plastic fork, ain't have no silver spoon
It's like a gun store, we got automatics in the room
You don't want no smoke, you'll be gone by the afternoon
And when lil cuh grab that tool, he gon stick and move
He got so many guns, He don't even know what stick to choose
And damn right I went to school boy, That shit was cool
I let my lil ones do it for me, I got too much to lose
Only thing they got to lose is all dem moving screws
Dispose of all the clues, My crew will give a nigga the blues
And out here chasin clout, That's how you end up on the news
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah, (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
And all I gotta say is yellow tape
He got so many bodies every day he meditate
Solid nigga, never fold, He'll never break
And when I get him on the phone he ain't never late
The day you try me your expiration will be the same date
Can't let you play wit me and slide, My niggas can't wait
Thought he was in the clear, Got spotted at the main gate
My niggas hungry for the beef, That's why they ain't even ate
I can't help but be real, That's in my DNA
You should've known he was gon squeal, Look at what that paper say
I took a different way, Bitch I'm on a paper chase
Aine a gangsta, But that don't mean I want catch a case
Aine gotta be a gangsta (Aine gotta be no gangsta)
I know some niggas that's gon stank yah, (Thats gon stank yah)
Duck tape wit a mask, they'll take yah (They gon take yah)
And they'll come back after the job, and I say thank yah (And I say thank yah)
Aine gotta be no motherfuckin gangsta man
Ya'll niggas can have dat
I got shooters, You know what I'm sayin
King Burris, Kees-Bo, J-bo
You know what I'm sayin
Hold it down, Jeff-Bo I see ya'll doin ya'll motherfukin thing
Free Tay-Tay, You know what I'm sayin
Free Chin, Free Guwop, Martaviuos my nigga
Let's do it, Don't fuck wit me though, Yeah
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Writer(s): Rasheed Burrell
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