Mack 10

Mack 10 - Gangsta Shit's Like a Drug lyrics

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F/ tray deeesqueak-ru (of allfrumtha I)

[tray deee]

Yeah againanother group collaboration

Verse one: tray deee

From the second I get dressed to get to steepin I'm on one

Fillin up the 4-4 if pop-po want some

I ain't runnin from a motherfucker

Dust a sucker off if he soft then fuck him if he suffer

Another one bites the dust like the song say

Bust em in the wrong waycaught up in the gunplay

One daysome saywe all gon' die

Human lives to my eyestake a size and bye

You're on your owngive em all and go explode

It's a cold that aroze when you chose your clothes

Blue or redwho will care if we all was rich?

Ballin tillshaulin chickensflossin grips

I give a damn bout the next foolmy tek rule

Ol' school nigga bout to take it to the next school

This gangsta shit is like drugsrunnin with thugs

Puttin slugs in your motherfuckin mug

Chorus: squeak-ru(tray deee)

This gangsta shit is like a drug(I got to ride)

And live for the hood to show my love

*repeat*

(*singing*)

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin gangsta drug

Crips and bloodsooooh

*repeat*

Verse two: squeak-ru

I got to bang on my enemy

I got make sure they knowthey ain't afraid of me

So I'm gon' 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 4-5 nigga did the damage

I took two to da domesoniggafuck a bandage

And all you got was a bodybag

Accomadations to the morgueequipped with a toe tag

Now you know I'm a killer

You cross my name out on the wardit lets me know y'all remember

Mashed on your hood and got a trophy

If you really want revengeniggacome get me

Chorus

Verse three: mack 10

This gangsta shit is a mustand plus I bust

And puff angel dust for the headrush

I like the way the teks spit when I'm lit

I feel like 'fuck the police' and 'a bitch ain't shit'

Plus I represent my curb to the fullest

And themso-called hogs be like track stars when I pull this

Beat outget the sheet out when I roam

Cos the first fool caught slippin on my block gettin done

So fuck a jobdoggI jacks for my figures

Plus I live by the trigger and I ride for my niggas

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 1-0

You gotta have a gang of ass and be a dick-suckin pro

I wanna down bitch for my bride and when we ride

Gotta love this gangsta shit and be down for the homicide

Chorus:

This gangsta shit is like a drug(I got to ride)

And live for the hood to show my love

*repeat*

(*singing*)

This gangsta shit is like a motherfuckin gangsta drug

Crips and bloodsooooh

*repeat x3*

[mack 10] rest in peace to all the soldiers

We lost to this gangsta shit

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