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Gangster

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]There must've been something about my careless upbringing

That got me into so much trouble at school and shit

Could've been the drugs at home, maybe I was just a foolish kid

I soaked up everything that I could from the people that stayed at my house

Biker gangs, waking up to people that I didn't know crashed out on my couch

Really didn't know at the time, that I didn't have a normal life

And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to fight

And respect from the kids like me was immediately minority

I guess it must've been that "I don't give a fuck about none of y'all" shit that sorted me

Out from the rest of the haves, and the have-nots took me in as kin

Outcast, poor white trash, and that's where I learned to make my friends

But I've always been a weirdo to my homie cause I wanted to go be an entertainer

He was selling rock out his window

I was the rapper and my best friend was a...

[Hook: Yelawolf]Gangster, gangster, gangster

Aye, what we gettin' into tonight?

Step into the ride, lookin' through the eyes of a motherfuckin'

Gangster, gangster

So, am I gonna risk my life, to ride?

You're motherfuckin' right

When your best friend is a gangster

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]Danger, we pistol banging, another homicide

Rollin' in the Chevy, motherfucker, ride or die

Ridin' in the scraper low, it shake from side to side

If the paper low, his burner on his side, murder on his mind

Only 21 and still he strives to stay alive

Feelin' paranoia, too much pride to stay inside

Ain't no time to wait around, find the safest place to hide

Drop a chopper, lay you down, it's the fastest way to God

Grandmama tell him "Son, you gotta pray to God"

Gamble with your life and then you gotta pay the price

Place your bet and roll the die, thank the Lord and pray to Christ

'Cause you almost spent your life livin' as a young motherfuckin'...

[Hook][Verse 3: Big Henry]Ever look in the eyes of a G?

Cold, cold world that's what you gon' see

When the cash slow up, masks go on

Chevy slow up, that's what it's gon' be

Game so hot that a nigga might melt

OG stripes up under my belt

Do it by myself, I don't need no help

5-9 Hoover, nigga, hat to the left

Big Henry, bitch – nobody else

Ten toes down, march nigga, step!

If I pop that trunk I'm a pop me a chump

Leave a nigga slumped with his chin in his chest

Bang, bang, bang, nigga, real G shit

Half of these rappers ain't live like this

On behalf of the streets I live like this

Nobody really knows why it is like this

When it comes to a buck, I'm a mathematician

Go and hit the block like a car collision

Niggas talkin' money, you ain't starvin', is ya?

You start to lose weight like they pausing in ya

So go and idle down, my nigga, pardon a nigga

Fuck around and I'm a put a part in a nigga

Fuck around, I'm a pull apart the nigga

Applaud a nigga, straight from the block

Lord, my nigga, you know the game don't stop, that's...

[Hook]

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