Lyrics to I'm A Gangsta
I'm A Gangsta Video:
Don't player hate me, player hate somebody else.
Yo, yo yo I'm a gangster
Where my dawgs at?
Bark with me if you're my dog.
Yo yo yo, I'm gonna give a shout out to all the player haters
(I don't like player haters)
If you're a player hater don't player, player hate on me.
(player hate somebody else)
I'm a gangster, I'm straight up
(straight up gangster, dude)
Grrr I'm steamin' mad grrr

I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G.
The gangster life is the life for me!
Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night.
Being a gangster is hella tight.

I walk around town with a stark erection, then gave your mom a yeast infection.
I saw the police man and I punched him in the eye,
To serve and protect, what a lie!

I also don't like white people, you shouldn't too.
And don't get me started about the jews.

I'm a gangster
Grrr I'm mad
I'm a gangster
My rhymes are bad
I'm a gangster
I'm iced out like a freezer
I'm a gangster
I don't listen to Weezer

I dropped out of school at the age of 3
Cuz all the teachers tried to player hate on me
My rhymes are cool just like doing cocaine.
My rhymes are hot like a burning flame.

Sisqo is my homie, he's a ganster too.
Me and Sisqo are the leaders of the gangster crew.
I like to be in jail and he likes to sing and dance (dance)
Some say we're the perfect match.

(step off, step back, step away, step back, don't step forward, back, don't step forwards, step backwards, backwards don't step to me, do not step to me)

I'm giving a shout out to my homies in cell block 8,
Being in jail sucks 'cuz you always have to masturbate.
Except when a Jewish person goes to jail, all my homies cheer,
They will make mince meat out of his rear.

Ben Petty helped me make the gangster beat to this song,
I shot him in the face cuz he looked at me wrong.

I'm a gangster,
I drop bombs like Heroshima.
I'm a gangster,
Bitch suck on my wiener.
I'm a gangster,
I drive a cool car.
I'm a gangster,
I smoke weed in a cigar.

Yo, my gangster flow
Yo, yo yo yo

I'm rolling on dubs, iced out like hockey.
My friend got kicked out of Japan for drinking all the saukki.
Fuck a bitch,
Gimmie head hoe.
What's up to my dawgs,
Yo yo yo.

They play my song on the radio all day long,
So everyone can hear my gangster song.

Nobody thought I'd blow up like a firestone tire,
Oh there's no beat left.

Die, Die evil Santa Clause, die
No, I don't wanna do accapello
I like to slap bitches
I like to slap hoes...
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