Jim Jones This Is Gangsta Lyrics

(Juelz Santana)
Dipset b____
Juelz Santana(yeah)
2004 its a brand new m____fuckin year
i hope you know that(you already know)
And we are in total control once a-m____fuckin-gain n____(ook)
Dipset in the building
Juelz Santana, Jim Jones, Killa m____fuckin Cam, Freeky Zeeky

(Juelz Santana)
Live from the bottom of the pot where crack is cooked at
Im back like cooked crack
and i rap like cooked crack
and dats a good match
and dats c__ good crack
My gun hotter then the stove is on
So hot even i thought the stove was on
But the stove was off
i was jus rolling hot
i was jus rome the block
Hard body im a rolling block
Dodge squally, i dont know the cops
I dont know them rats
No, i dont condone in that
Im in my zone infact, aint no holing back
The 4'll mac when the beefin is on
n____s cheat when its on
n____s get reef wen its on
They cant believe when its on but its me wen its on(pooh)
But it is and this is what i do so
What it is, what is be, whats the sccop yo
Normally i dont ask that
Normally i just blast that but you an exception p____
Ya girl told me you jus obsessed with p____ and you cant f___ you just upset the p____
Im sumthin mean to watch
my machine'll pop
life off ya halipino top
Now i've been seen in drop coops oops
Radar ditectors(p___ p___)
You cant catch me copper
You just upset me copper
Im on a jet ski copper(haha)

(Chorus - Juelz Santana 2x)
Now if this aint gangsta and that aint gangsta then what is gangsta
n____ i am gangsta, who aint gangsta, you aint gangsta

(Jim Jones)
The truth is im what the games been needin
Food for thought, the f___ man you lames been eating (them lies)
I move, the streets do follow
I speed race, not through the streets (why) cuz police do follow
so watch em
These n____s throw flappy and sick(thats right)
We young cold flashy and rich
Plus we gun hoe and spz on a b____
Cuz we dont pay for the p____
The beef c__ we dont lay for the p____
f___ em, Watch em, got em, spot em, pop em, drop em(lay em down)
Now Lord forgive us(pray for us)
Gangstas(say what) We all religious
And y'all w___stas i swear you give us the shivers
Dipset, the new black panthers
the boys ask us questions man we do not answer
Life's too short for me to pull my pants up
Im tryna let my nuts hang, system out the truck bang bang
Thats Certified Gangsta
You heard about me well then you heard about gangsta
Ill beat the brace off a n____
but im tryna keep the tapes off a n____
To get rich we do whatever we have to do
And when we hit the hood our bregins be grabbin you
Foul hundreds the 7th's Avenue
And n____s feel the pressure whenever we mashin through

(Chorus)

(Bezel)
You aint gangsta, Listen up
I grip a pump, squeeze 3
and have any OG b____in up
Man he a missing chump
And if not the big glock, our big shots so doc cant stith him up
Im from the city wher its easy to make do
Easy to bake Hoes
its easy to make 4's
you gettin them pencils
the pigs and the checks know
nex week theyll have you sittin on stake road
From HOC to CF to CF
cant hold me im p___e to this BS
So imagine Bez on the phone gettin key check
fresh outta DC lampin in the GS
Thats how n____s do go get a clip or 2
fifth or glock, get a block, hit the spot, flip a few
And for a brick or 2
the led i carry, s___
im reditary, and ya kids could get it too

(Chorus)

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