Gangstas Make The World Go Round

I'm gettin' dizzy as the world keeps spinnin' like a Frisbee
Gangstas and girls make the world twirl
No hesitation, I can run a nation from incarceration
30 years is what I'm facin', but give me seven seas and 11 G's
I make enough cheese to bring Wall Street to its knees
Nigga please, I got enough guns to fill the Empire State Building full of ones
Go to school is what you tell us

But niggas in school is scared of the Good fellas
We got the Yayo, you can just say no
But nobody makes a fuckin' move, until I say so
That's how it is and that's how it's gonna be
Kids, when you grow up, who the fuck you wanna be?
Like me, your black superhero!

Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
Your Honor, I'ma have to get rid of you
Because it ain't no trivia about my flat in West Bolivia!
I blew the jury a kiss, they rather dismiss
Than swim with the big fish
Ya fuckin' guppies

Gangsta's make the world go round

Nine just saggin', wavin' my flag and never will I ease up nigga, so stop askin'
See I was taught as a tiny lockin' on the set
It's all about the pussy and money, fuck the rest
Nigga, what tech is quicker to collect when I'm seekin' all the jewelry and the money?
So miss me with that preachin' teachin'
Fuck all that bullshit, I want to slang yay like Noriega, sit back watch my paper
Collect like the I.R.S

As I kick it with 50 bitches all on my dick just like your President
And like the police I want a gang of killers all on my side
That's down to lie more crooked that St. Ides rip ride
On my behalf as I call shots, as if I was Saddam Hussein
Jackin' motherfuckers for Dana Danes
Hated by many, but I don't care 'cause I rather be feared than loved

With a pocket full of dubs
'Cause gangsta, gangsta's, make the world go round
And if you want a piece, then you best to be down
So quit, chastisin' me, analyzin' me
And like the escorts look over your shoulder, nigga, what's plain to see?
Crooked ass cowards

Gangstas make the world go round

360 degrees, like my D's, the world be spinnin'
Nigga's been sinnin' since the beginnin'
History's a trip, so I peep when I am readin'
Nigga's probably grew weed in the garden of Eden
Before big ballin' six cars and loot
It's like bitches been scandalous bitin' forbidden fruit
But gangstas don't deal with that shit, on the Westside

And since they regulatin' hoes, I rolls with the best side
So check it, as my lifetime is tickin'
Comin' up strong, lickin' and flippin' chickens
Need cheese in amounts of G's
I gave up sports to slang Key's
But blamed it on my Knees
Make sure I got what I need to make up your order

Everything from baggies, triple beams, to jugs for my water
Like a snitch, life's a bitch, a world full of drama
Drug paraphernalia being found by my momma
Trauma brings the sad song yo' momma sings, just served your ass
You on your way to killa king nigga
So now I stand, with heat in hand

For my whole life span, 'cause evil lurks the land
Plus I got a packet with this gang-bang jacket
Gotta hold it, keep it loaded devoted, since quoted
For-sho, One-O got the ups on these pranksters
While my world keep twistin' as a Westside, gangsta
For life, nigga

(Gangstas make the world go round) Westside is the best side
(Gangstas make the world go round) hittin' vicks for the '96, nigga
(Gangstas make the world go round) Westside!
(Gangstas make the world go round) Ice Cube, I'm the don of the clique

(Gangstas make the world go round) Dub-C put it down with this connection
(Gangstas make the world go round) Mack-10, straight stompin' and chicken hookin'
(Gangstas make the world go round)
(Around, around)
(Rah, rah-rah)



Credits
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Thomas Randolph Bell, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, Linda Diane Creed, William L. Calhoun, Samson Cedric Garth Gradus
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