Studio Gangster
Ayy, nigga out here talkin' This and that, but he a goofy though
That nigga fuckin' lame He only fuckin' with them groupie hoes
I could hit his bitch up like, Bitch let's make a movie, ho
Get a chopper, let it blow Leave his bitch ass on the floor
He sendin' shots, we send some more Boom, we kick down your door
You know my niggas got the pole and everybody want the smoke
We up the Glock and let it blow, We DQ man we ain't no joke
M.S. Pack, come take a toke, we up the Glock and hit your bro
He a goofy though
That nigga only gangster when that nigga in the studio
He say he spin our block and shit, but he know he can't come so close
If that nigga act dumb again, he gon' ride in a hearse
They lost two man, they must be cursed
Ayy
Hit his dome piece Nigga movin' like he hot, that nigga don't know me
My niggas, they never miss, they shoot, they yell out Kobe
I would never switch up on my block, so you can't try to force me
We is not the nigga that cooperate with police
Sometimes I miss my brother hit the block, when it get lonely
Fuck all of the haters who be dissin', tryna troll me
These bitches really lucky they not messin with the old me
He a goofy though
That nigga only gangster when that nigga in the studio
He say he spin our block and shit, but he know he can't come so close
If that nigga act dumb again, he gon' ride in a hearse
They lost two man, they must be cursed
That nigga fuckin' lame He only fuckin' with them groupie hoes
I could hit his bitch up like, Bitch let's make a movie, ho
Get a chopper, let it blow Leave his bitch ass on the floor
He sendin' shots, we send some more Boom, we kick down your door
You know my niggas got the pole and everybody want the smoke
We up the Glock and let it blow, We DQ man we ain't no joke
M.S. Pack, come take a toke, we up the Glock and hit your bro
He a goofy though
That nigga only gangster when that nigga in the studio
He say he spin our block and shit, but he know he can't come so close
If that nigga act dumb again, he gon' ride in a hearse
They lost two man, they must be cursed
Ayy
Hit his dome piece Nigga movin' like he hot, that nigga don't know me
My niggas, they never miss, they shoot, they yell out Kobe
I would never switch up on my block, so you can't try to force me
We is not the nigga that cooperate with police
Sometimes I miss my brother hit the block, when it get lonely
Fuck all of the haters who be dissin', tryna troll me
These bitches really lucky they not messin with the old me
He a goofy though
That nigga only gangster when that nigga in the studio
He say he spin our block and shit, but he know he can't come so close
If that nigga act dumb again, he gon' ride in a hearse
They lost two man, they must be cursed
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