Boyz To Men

This gangsta life, This gangsta life, This gangsta life

Ain’t nothing change but the way I think so very cautious on how I move and the way that I speak because the wrong words can gone get you six feet deep erased from the streets gotta play the game smart even if you getting the sleep ima real soldier bang bang bang is the sound when my gun goes off

It feels so right, It feels so right, It feels so right being a gangsta for the rest of my life

Yall busters over need to stop acting like something your really not, got both your feet planted on these streets up in this world where gangstas and hustlers is all that you see, staying dangerous and being always alert gotta stay strong when you standing tall but I can see you lame motherfuckers are weak caught up on your downfall so you suckers ain’t getting no peace running your mouth fronting like you going to trip on me punk bitch made clowns you ain’t shit fuck what you talking about

This gangsta life ain’t no joke, it’s hard to live so you better not fold

This gangsta life feels so cold, got my hand on my strap everywhere I go

This gangsta life ima live it until the day I die, it ain’t no joke when living life so cold

It feels so right, It feels so right, It feels so right being a gangsta for the rest of my life

Bald headed with tattoos blue bandanna around my neck 501’s with them blue laces on my all white Cortez throw a black hoodie and expect to get down and wet putting in that work just to get my respect and never tolerate others to come and disrespect put them back in they’re lane tell them you suggest it’s best they stay the fuck out the way before they end up dead showing off would have your ass in a hot ass mess, you live and you learned hoping the lesson is earned you should already know real gangstas don’t fuck around

It feels so right, It feels so right, It feels so right being a gangsta for the rest of my life

This gangsta life ain’t no joke, it’s hard to live so you better not fold

This gangsta life feels so cold, got my hand on my strap everywhere I go

This gangsta life ima live it until the day I die, it ain’t no joke when living life so cold

Quick to Mack a fine shorty G’d up from head to bottom of my feet so slick when I begin to speak smooth energy letting her know a little something about me, she sees I ain’t wasting no time she ain’t blind straight up know im tryna take her home just to show her that the pussy belongs to me she loves it when I’m pulling on her hair got her whispering that she feels loved and also respected smile on her face she ain’t never fucked with a hood ass hustler, I gotta admit I love the way that she speaks and she loves when I say her ass belongs to me

Twenty-one years from the cradle to the streets they labeled me a hustle, a Hitta, a cold slick Mack, one crucial dangerous G, screaming fuck the police and all my enemies