Gangsta (feat. Moneey Junior)
They said, Narko ain't no gangsta, what they talkin' about
I ain't a gangsta, but you really could get hit in the mouth
I got like 50 different niggas really huntin' me down
I keep a weapon, you could try it, bitch, I'm gunnin' you down
You said you steppin', nigga step, an we'll run in ya house
It's guaranteed, I'm slappin' mommas, and I'm flippin' the couch
You wanna Bug, so now I'm buggin', ain't no huggin' it out
Like, what the fuck you niggas be on? Bitch, I'm thuggin' it out
You said you wanted to fight, but now you ready for discussions
Wanna shoot, I got pipes, cause all my demons steady bussin
Bitch, I'm takin' your life, boy, it was really never nothin
I'm just killin' the lights, cause I been done with all the fussin
I'm a big dog, hit him with the heat like I'm a oven
Call me Rick Ross, double up the profit by the dozen
That's the BIG FROSS, even though I call him little brother
Get me pissed off, you gon' wish you didn't word to mother nigga what
I'm pissed off, her cooch stank, she got my dick soft
I don't say too much, I be observin', I'm a big boss
Shawty, she an angel, give her bone, cause I'm a big dog
Coolin with my bloodas in the hood, watch how I crip walk
And we let sticks off, we tryna take a life
Swearin' she a gangsta in the night
Grippin' on my pipe, said he wanna fight
See we deep, but I just wanna fight
But if them niggas actin' suss, told brody take a life
Tryna catch you loafin hit a top
Don't be loafin' on that block
Stuffin' Zaza under nuts, never stuffin' 'em in socks
I just crack me a lil' bunny, funny how she sayin' cock
Bro done passed a dirty sprite, ain't even know this shit was wock
They steady runnin' and we bustin', ain't no time for discussions
If I'm alone, I know I'm thuggin', I face all repercussions
But niggas know I'm with the tusslin', don't got time for the cussin
Don't hate the Africans for nothin', it's the reason I'm clutchin
They said, Narko ain't no gangsta, what they talkin' about
I ain't a gangsta, but you really could get hit in the mouth
I got like 50 different niggas really huntin' me down
I keep a weapon, you could try it, bitch, I'm gunnin' you down
You said you steppin', nigga step, an we'll run in ya house
It's guaranteed, I'm slappin' mommas, and I'm flippin' the couch
You wanna Bug, so now I'm buggin', ain't no huggin' it out
Like, what the fuck you niggas be on? Bitch, I'm thuggin' it out
I ain't a gangsta, but you really could get hit in the mouth
I got like 50 different niggas really huntin' me down
I keep a weapon, you could try it, bitch, I'm gunnin' you down
You said you steppin', nigga step, an we'll run in ya house
It's guaranteed, I'm slappin' mommas, and I'm flippin' the couch
You wanna Bug, so now I'm buggin', ain't no huggin' it out
Like, what the fuck you niggas be on? Bitch, I'm thuggin' it out
You said you wanted to fight, but now you ready for discussions
Wanna shoot, I got pipes, cause all my demons steady bussin
Bitch, I'm takin' your life, boy, it was really never nothin
I'm just killin' the lights, cause I been done with all the fussin
I'm a big dog, hit him with the heat like I'm a oven
Call me Rick Ross, double up the profit by the dozen
That's the BIG FROSS, even though I call him little brother
Get me pissed off, you gon' wish you didn't word to mother nigga what
I'm pissed off, her cooch stank, she got my dick soft
I don't say too much, I be observin', I'm a big boss
Shawty, she an angel, give her bone, cause I'm a big dog
Coolin with my bloodas in the hood, watch how I crip walk
And we let sticks off, we tryna take a life
Swearin' she a gangsta in the night
Grippin' on my pipe, said he wanna fight
See we deep, but I just wanna fight
But if them niggas actin' suss, told brody take a life
Tryna catch you loafin hit a top
Don't be loafin' on that block
Stuffin' Zaza under nuts, never stuffin' 'em in socks
I just crack me a lil' bunny, funny how she sayin' cock
Bro done passed a dirty sprite, ain't even know this shit was wock
They steady runnin' and we bustin', ain't no time for discussions
If I'm alone, I know I'm thuggin', I face all repercussions
But niggas know I'm with the tusslin', don't got time for the cussin
Don't hate the Africans for nothin', it's the reason I'm clutchin
They said, Narko ain't no gangsta, what they talkin' about
I ain't a gangsta, but you really could get hit in the mouth
I got like 50 different niggas really huntin' me down
I keep a weapon, you could try it, bitch, I'm gunnin' you down
You said you steppin', nigga step, an we'll run in ya house
It's guaranteed, I'm slappin' mommas, and I'm flippin' the couch
You wanna Bug, so now I'm buggin', ain't no huggin' it out
Like, what the fuck you niggas be on? Bitch, I'm thuggin' it out
Credits
Writer(s): Mohamud Mwanambaji
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