Keep It Gangsta Lyrics

Yo Gotti

Cocaine Muzik

Lyrics to Keep It Gangsta
Keep It Gangsta Video:
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit


Dope money Gloc 40, make my pance sag
White tee, red hat, no flag
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Rolley watch, yo chain ain't shining like mine
I'm in the club and they ain't throwing no signs
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

I'm a gasta nigga, I got a gansta grill
A nigga signed with stunna got like a half of mill
A lot hating they don't wanna see a gangsta chill
But fuck it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no ganstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta image
Niggas rap about bricks then they get all excited
I rap bout dope cause I sold and pray I don't get indited
And I ain't throwing no signs, claiming no colors or shit
But got that p-90 rouger and it can get ugly in this bitch
My city watching my rear view, I'm speaking in codes
Cause I'm a gansta and I stay in gangsta mode,
Look I'm a gansga

Wife beater, with $600 pants on, 100 grand long
Nigga I know what the fans want
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Take this rap and this fame shit from me
Security and jewelry, iron all a nigga really need
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Feast your eyes on a g, you surprised yeah it's me
Keep my eyes in the mirror, 4-5 on my seat
Ride mine on them feet, I can ride on any street
I ain't even gotta hide from a nigga cause I'm street
I'm a die up in these streets I got my mind made up
All my niggas k-ed up, ready for what for what ever come
Yeah a nigga getting money stunting ain't no thing to me
Dem hoes saw my phantom coming thought I was Jermaine Dupri
Just hollered at my nigga b, I told it's time to roll
He told me nigga I kno, I told him nigga let's go
Gangsta musik 2 let's give the streets thath on there
And I bet a million real niggas go get this bitch of the shelf
And bet lil' niggas will love to, stop me and my lil' thug to
Trill fenta lock it, bitch watch it me and my lil' thug to
Everybody show us love, so us we just show them love to
You fuck with a busta, we bust him up, you get drugged to

Tank top, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real niggas, real bitches feel that
Niggai'm a keep it gangsta (boosie talking during hook):
I'm a keep it gangsta what up drama
I'm a keep it gangsta this is what niggas been waiting for
I'm a keep it gangsta check it out look

I spit this shit from the bottom of my stomach
So try some I knock the bottom out ya stomach
It ain't nothing, momma like ooh my baby boy thuging
In love with guns and he can't stop clubing,
Never could tell him nothing
Fuck real G's, with big nuts who flip keys on highways
Player made niggas, man who flip hoes off myspace
Luxury in driveways let your roof back nigga
That half of pill ain't doing the job, then throw ya two back nigga
My time to shine niggas playing, but I'm bout my business
Lats to drop, but off the top, the whole world know I'm the sickest,
Red monkey's to dickies, nigga got every color
From yo stae to 28, niggas got many hustles
My brothers the trill fam, love me because I'm loyal
Duke keep his shit straped, because my watch will get me kidnaped,
From my block to yo trap
Niggas heads get bust, feds get dust
My trill niggas out here ready to bust
It's gansta

Tank top, big rocks, big glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real niggas, real bitches feel that
Nigga I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

D-J drama! A.M.G.!
Quality street music
They can't fuck with us! (Gangsta Grillz)
Songwriters: GRADNEY, WEBSTER/HATCH, TORENCE/MIMS, MARIO/CATES, KEVIN GREGORY
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Royalty Network
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