DOGGY'S ANGELS - Gangsta in Me lyrics

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[Chorus x2:]

Oh brother you don't know

What you gettin in to

You can't see, the gangsta in me

You don't know

What you gettin in to

You can't see, the angel in me

[Verse 1: Big Chan]

Its time for y'all to vacate the premises

Y'all chickens on shattered dreams, and broken promises

Not only do we mobb shit, the whole click bang on wax

We top doggs, and we came to run thangs, rearrange game

Baby its a West Coast thang till I vanish

Damnit, with a venegence I'm leavin the mic damaged

I'm peepin creepin keepin that pistol close by

So if you bitches think I'm slippin

When I step you hos die

Rest in peace to the departed, don't even start shit

Cause when its time to put in work

By doin some dirt Chan is cold hearted

Now flip my magna script, and trip on the lunatic

And duck, cause when I'm buckin I just flip and fuck who I hit

Uh, I been started that hoodsta, hoodsta shit

Way back when I did pass it on bitch

Now y'all followed like dick to cock

I'm out the Dogg House, and our block is hot

Y'know

[Chorus x2:]

[Verse 2: Conyiac]

He stay embetted in my palm situation paralus

Lyrical on lawful slaughter whole calabry get crushed

Conyiac mutilatin shake fake niggas and hos

Hard speak threw they Escos(its murder for the next ho)

Get defeated wit slow guns I got cremated intentions

And stand P like demon night, policy no extentions

Where verbal projectiles oppenets get x-ed out

Approach wit lint(in combat we brutal wit contact)

D.Angels entered the torcher and cracked the concrete

We resultin devalations long as clip and big as heat

Did you know nigga what, that the game done took a twist

Cause the Dogg House haffled the noros out the mist

Accoutin heat to retreat fericious please believe

Unseen to my competter, I'm six steps ahead of ya

Ready from the git go, blaw!I let my shit go

Labeled a fatal on very special acts to X.O.

Hey Hey Hey Hey [x15]

[Chorus x2:]

[Verse 3: Kola]

I be that thug, M-I-S-S- open yo chest

Half a bird in my breast pushin weight on the southwest

I be that hoodster, under estimated discuffle clear the surface

When I reach inside my duffle and buffled

I be that loc, repulsive wit the vocals I quote

Wit hit rocks, got yo dick rock ain't even spoke

I be that hard, that bitches wanna serve on south

Scoop ya man cause he said that he can fuck all night

I be that angel, competive strangle

My CEO is a gangsta, thats how we bang ho

Niggas label me a bitch when I smash on they crew

Watch yo duck when I buck bitch I be that too

I be that ridah, niggas ain't just a test

Till I heat em in the cerebral nigga died in his vest

Ultimate in this vocal shit, sick wit this flow

Dogg House represent till I rest, what you don't know

[Chorus x2:]

Hey Hey Hey [x35]