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Akon » Gangsta Bop
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Konvict eh eh eh eh eh eh Go gangsta eh eh eh eh eh eh Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was glockin See now a days seems like 'erbody wanna be killas Gorillas getting high off that weed and liquor you die quicker Paramedic's drive back slow to the hospital you get Pronounced dead at 4 to the hospital stop frontin when you know you wont pull none First nigga to retreat when the tools bust Playin with death is bad for your health all your homeboys gone you're the last one left They hearts beatin but these niggas be scared The real ones are all locked up or dead now a days your cant find a good conect But if you do you might be the feds I don't know me you don't know you you don't know the history I got on these streets Only if you see what my eyes have seen Then youll understand why I'm surrounded by G's If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don't freeze Pause for a minute garuntee you gon' bleed Cuz that's how we was raised growin up on these streets Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was glockin See it's hard to be good easy to do evil and I ain't really in meetin wit no people Just put the money in the bag and ill leave you with the weed coke lambo or visa You make a hundred dollars to the streets you made a g When you coppin O's they're swearin you move keys Feds getting close in the rap scene G's and they try n find em beers not the one that slippin trees We got the purp we got that blue you want short skirts we got that two Whateva you need my nigga show me the G's and baby you could believe that we could make that proof I don't know me you don't know you you don't know the history I got on these streets Only if you see what my eyes have seen Then youll understand why I'm surrounded by G's If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don't freeze Pause for a minute garuntee you gon' bleed Cuz that's how we was raised growin up on these streets Go gangsta keep boppin rock wit me lets keep this bitch poppin Go gangsta keep boppin like back when the nigga was clockin Streets been watchin and they don't blink Sidewalk get ears that pay me no sleep The fittest will survive the weak just don't eat Erbody in between just getting the rap sheet
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