2 PISTOLS - Gangsta feat. Fred The Godson & Barrington Levy lyrics
rate me[Hook]
You see a man face, but you can’t read his eyes
Yes you see my face, but you can’t read my eyes
Cause I’m a gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
I’m off the porch, I’m in the Porsche
4th generation drug trafficking rude boy
Who wanna see my stick? Itching for pussy
Pussy niggas and niggas that snitch
Fucking up my dividends, brand new benz
Brand new bitch, brand new deal
But I’d rather have them bricks
But it gotta be fish, it gotta be scale
Hey wayne yola, here come that clientele
Phone ringing like a teledon, getting rich
Now these broke niggas all on some hate shit
Stay in your lane, don’t swerve kid
Pretty boy but I murder shit
[Hook]
You see a man face, but you can’t read his eyes
Yes you see my face, but you can’t read my eyes
Cause I’m a gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Shooters in sour, they smoke in an entourage
After they done, they smoking your entourage
I’m in your aunt’s garage, next to the gallan and dodge
Nigga play the 2 pistols, 2 pistols fred the god
They barring 10 I’m a gangster, with that 50 cal
I’m out Carrington off the bank yeah
Used to carry shankster, if it ain’t work out
You see billy this millie ain’t shooting blanks son
Wait, wait, wait, enemies better go cop that vest
Niggas know I shoot, I shot at that tec
Never seen everything block that yet
I chop that check at …and I take all the gwap that block get yes
Frederico and …
[Hook]
You see a man face, but you can’t read his heart
Yes you see my face, but you can’t read my eyes
Cause I’m a gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Who want roam, pussy boy, I smell you from over here, pussy boy
My heart turn cold, I’m ready for it
And lord knows you don’t want it boy
So move pussy let me get back to my money
Your 5 50 cool but I’m in a 600
Stunting, my ass off, choppa in the back seat to knock your ass off
I’m ride solo if I let it go no call defendant
My lawyer paid up, so they gonna acquit it
So nigga quit it, I know you scared
This rap shit a blessing, I could have gone fed, oh shit
[Hook]
You see a man face, but you can’t read his eyes
Yes you see my face, but you can’t read my eyes
Cause I’m a gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter
Gangsta, yeah, gangsta, yeah
… about this gutter.
