Gangsta Shit's Like A Drug-Mack 10

From the second I get dressed to get to steepin I'm on one fillin up the fuor four if pop po want some I ain't runnin from a motherf**ker Dust a sucker off if he soft then f**k him if he suffer Another one bites the dust like the song say Bust em in the wrong way caught up in the gunplay One day some say we all going die Human lives to my eyes take a size and bye You're on your own give em all and go explode It's a cold that aroze when you chose your clothes Blue or red who will care if we all was rich Ballin tills haulin chickens flossin grips I give a d**n bout the next fool my tek rule Ol school n***a bout to take it to the next school This gangsta s**t is like d**gs runnin with thugs Puttin slugs in your motherf**kin mug This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh I got to bang on my enemy I got make sure they know they ain't afraid of me So I'm going ride on they hood Leavin nuttin but obituaries 'til they get it understood You know that squeak ru capped em I wantcha homegirl photo book to be full of em I'll be the gossip for ya block When y'all explain to each other how I creep with the glock The four five n***a did the damage I took two to da dome so n***a f**k a bandage And all you got was a bodybag Accomadations to the morgue equipped with a toe tag Now you know I'm a killer You cross my name out on the ward it lets me know y'all remember Mashed on your hood and got a trophy If you really want revenge n***a come get me This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is a must and plus I bust And puff angel dust for the headrush I like the way the teks spit when I'm lit I feel like 'f**k the police and a b***h ain't s**t Plus I represent my curb to the fullest And them so called hogs be like track stars when I pull this Beat out get the sheet out when I roam Cos the first fool caught slippin on my block gettin done So f**k a job dogg I jacks for my figures Plus I live by the trigger and I ride for my n***as On all gold twisters on a front and back caddy Every broad in they ghetto wish I was their baby daddy So which lucky ho wanna be miss mack one zero You gotta have a gang of a*s and be a d**k suckin pro I wanna down b***h for my bride and when we ride Gotta love this gangsta s**t and be down for the homicide This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride And live for the hood to show my love This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is like a motherf**kin gangsta d**g Crips and bloods ooooh This gangsta s**t is like a d**g I got to ride Crips and bloods ooooh Rest in peace to all the soldiers we lost to this gangsta s**t