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Certified Gangsta (feat. Cam'ron & Bezel)

Yeah, East Side, said we ridin' at East Side

Say, please roll up while we [Incomprehensible]

Say, please roll up that we [Incomprehensible]You know I keep my eyes wide

East Side high risers, West Side lowriders

Vest with the four fire, yes, I fo' sho' fire

D I P lowrider, see police, slow the ride

See scwalay, nigga'Cause they be thinkin' that the ride stolen

Keep your head up an' your eyes open

Load the lead up while the ride rollin'

Creep up on a motha like, "What you say, fucka ?"

Well fuck him an' if he live smoke himWe don't appeal to the law

You know we ride this motherfucker till 'em wheels fall off

An' the first bastard get fly

You know blad blad blad, was my reply89 Wolf Pack an' we wylin'

P 89 pull gats 'cause we violent, shit

Yeah, we put coke on the strip

Don't quote me boy, 'cause I ain't said shitSince I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much

Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush

Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck

'Cause we Certified GangstazAll day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks

Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks

Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut

'Cause we Certified GangstazWe still in ages of glocks, razors or octs

'Cause I lay in the drop, pump the base on the pocket

Move the H on our block, in front of H an' are block

See the face on our watch, put your face on our cockI keep the looga hug, show you how to use the snub

Whoop te woo, fuck around, be you I plug

I don't do the drugs, baby, I move the drugs

Right on the computer, love, it sound like computer loveDuck the cop cappers an' the top hatters

Fock flavors, Harlem world, we got gators

Not dead, I said they alive

Lions, tigers, bears, oh, myIt's a straight zoo, A to Z, May to April

Bring the apes through, fuck around, you be ape food

Baked food, 9 bitches 8 dudes

Diamond visions, great cubes, get it straight, foolSince I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much

Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush

Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck

'Cause we Certified GangstazAll day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks

Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks

Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut

'Cause we Certified GangstazYou know I ride through Lennox, all eyes on my pendant

But I'm movin' like, oh, Dog was riddin' a menace

Wit that automatic weapon, blowin' live through my tenant

While I'm breezin' through the jects, blowin' live on the tenantsI'm pourin' liquor for the dead an' gone

An' we retaly same night, load the blinkers wit the letters on

We come to get you till the dead an' morn

Knock, knock, wake up, mothafucker, you know who it isKilla an' Jones coppin' one dawn

Big birds, the rocks an' our charms

He got the bird, the glocks in my palm

I got the word from King Joffrey, the bombMy nigga Zeekey surely a hard rock

How he survived them 40 sum odd shots

As we ride, he screamed out, "East Side"

All the time as I replySince I made a gang of bucks, nah, I ain't been hangin' much

Still slide through fly coupes an' the chains is plush

Keep the banger tucked 'case I had to bang a fuck

'Cause we Certified GangstazAll day we hangin' smut dog, wit a gang of ducks

Hundred grand on the hand, Game got the range of trucks

Kill wit the deal, still got cane to cut

'Cause we Certified GangstazYeah, yeah, what you seen here

Is Certified Gangstaz on this shit

Jim Jones, [Incomprehensible] status

Dipset, New York's robbin' manKilla the dawn a.k.a King Joffrey Jo

You know how we ride out

Shout to my G's, "Keep your head up an' eyes open"

Dipset

Songwriters

JONES, JOSEPH / CORLEY, P. III / GILES, CAMERON / HOLMES, DUANE MARCELPublished by

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