Straight Gangstaism 歌词
| 歌曲 | Straight Gangstaism |
| 歌手 | Geto Boys |
| 专辑 | Till Death Do Us Part |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barnett, Johnson | |
| ...when the fire dies down what the fuck you gonna do? | |
| Damn it feels good to be a gansta... | |
| Yeah, i take y'all way back | |
| Seven years old, | |
| I'm lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood, | |
| 'cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good, | |
| Even when we played cops and robbers on the block, | |
| Nobody wanted to play the cop yeah, | |
| 'cause the cop was a pussy-ass bitch, | |
| And if you played the cop, nigga you got your ass kicked! | |
| I was a curious child, | |
| I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style | |
| The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act, | |
| The way they wore dat gansta hat, | |
| Tilted, rim layed flat out, | |
| Now that's the type a shit i'm talkin' about yeah, | |
| Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other, | |
| Leanin' to one side, cooler than a motherfucker, | |
| With the ganstass nicknames, | |
| Killin' boy, pokey, big joe, go-deal, lil lane, | |
| True muthafuckin' mack daddies, | |
| Bitch on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy, | |
| Wid a chrome plated .357 | |
| Ready to send a muthafucka on a stairway to heaven, | |
| I was fascinated, yeah | |
| I let 'em influence me, and my momma hate it, | |
| But she still gave me love, | |
| 'cause my momma understood, | |
| That it was in my blood, | |
| See i was a psycho, | |
| And in a few mo' years she wouldn't have to worry about a michael, | |
| 'cause i'll be makin' my own decisions, yeah | |
| Comin' up fast, clockin' cash | |
| Straight ganstaism | |
| Yeah... uh... on and on and on and on and on... yeah... uh | |
| Break it down | |
| Uh | |
| Like dat | |
| Like dat | |
| Yeah | |
| Now is '93 | |
| I got a name fo' myself, | |
| Made a little dough, played the cards i was dealt, | |
| Didn't go fo' self, now i'm a g, huh | |
| And every muthafuckin' body know me, | |
| Niggas in the hood, all got love, | |
| 'cause they saw me raise up from a muthafuckin scrub, | |
| And hoes that i know, | |
| From way back befo' | |
| They used to say no, | |
| All wanna go to the hotel, | |
| 'cause they claim that they intrested, | |
| And everybody talkin' about the shit that they wish they did, | |
| But i surpassed all that, | |
| They used to wanna know if i was down, now they don't ask all that, | |
| 'cause they believin' what they seein' | |
| A young nigga comin' up fast, yeah | |
| Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' out ma folks, | |
| Some were straight g's and some when not smoking dope, | |
| I had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong, | |
| Even though some folks didn't think that i'd live long, | |
| I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto' | |
| Gettin' licks in the dough ague and the big joe, | |
| Walkin' out the door wid a gallon of jack, | |
| Sellin' straight cess booze 'cause back then there weren't no crack, | |
| A matter fact, to this day, | |
| I'm doin' shit like grandpa in every way, | |
| I got my hustle on loc i ain't frontin' | |
| Jus' a young nigga in this world tryin' ta have somethin' yeah | |
| That's then you find and i know, | |
| That's how i was raised and that's how i'm a go, | |
| I dunno will i ever be a cell mate but i do know i'm never goin' straight... | |
| Gansterism | |
| Yeah [toke] really doe [toke] 3-2 in the muthafuckin' house doe [toke] | |
| Down with the mutherfuckin' gb [toke] | |
| And y'all gonna hear the original big baby really doe [toke] | |
| And the mutherfuckin' 9 to the deuce! | |
| I know you heard that big baby [toke] yeah [toke] | |
| We got seag in the muthafuckin' house doe from oakland [toke] yeah | |
| We got big mike yeeahuh, fattey hattey yeeahuh | |
| We got big chief and lejay, really doe [toke] | |
| Say big baby, lookit my deed [laugh laugh] | |
| You fuckin' bitch! [laugh laugh laugh] really doe | |
| Bido in the muthafuckin' house, yeah | |
| Nigga face evil [toke] really doe [toke] | |
| They can't fade this soft shit doe [toke] | |
| Uh the they can't fade it doe | |
| I'm outta this beeyatch! | |
| Z |
| zuo ci : Barnett, Johnson | |
| ... when the fire dies down what the fuck you gonna do? | |
| Damn it feels good to be a gansta... | |
| Yeah, i take y' all way back | |
| Seven years old, | |
| I' m lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood, | |
| ' cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good, | |
| Even when we played cops and robbers on the block, | |
| Nobody wanted to play the cop yeah, | |
| ' cause the cop was a pussyass bitch, | |
| And if you played the cop, nigga you got your ass kicked! | |
| I was a curious child, | |
| I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style | |
| The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act, | |
| The way they wore dat gansta hat, | |
| Tilted, rim layed flat out, | |
| Now that' s the type a shit i' m talkin' about yeah, | |
| Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other, | |
| Leanin' to one side, cooler than a motherfucker, | |
| With the ganstass nicknames, | |
| Killin' boy, pokey, big joe, godeal, lil lane, | |
| True muthafuckin' mack daddies, | |
| Bitch on the side, drivin' the ' 73 caddy, | |
| Wid a chrome plated . 357 | |
| Ready to send a muthafucka on a stairway to heaven, | |
| I was fascinated, yeah | |
| I let ' em influence me, and my momma hate it, | |
| But she still gave me love, | |
| ' cause my momma understood, | |
| That it was in my blood, | |
| See i was a psycho, | |
| And in a few mo' years she wouldn' t have to worry about a michael, | |
| ' cause i' ll be makin' my own decisions, yeah | |
| Comin' up fast, clockin' cash | |
| Straight ganstaism | |
| Yeah... uh... on and on and on and on and on... yeah... uh | |
| Break it down | |
| Uh | |
| Like dat | |
| Like dat | |
| Yeah | |
| Now is ' 93 | |
| I got a name fo' myself, | |
| Made a little dough, played the cards i was dealt, | |
| Didn' t go fo' self, now i' m a g, huh | |
| And every muthafuckin' body know me, | |
| Niggas in the hood, all got love, | |
| ' cause they saw me raise up from a muthafuckin scrub, | |
| And hoes that i know, | |
| From way back befo' | |
| They used to say no, | |
| All wanna go to the hotel, | |
| ' cause they claim that they intrested, | |
| And everybody talkin' about the shit that they wish they did, | |
| But i surpassed all that, | |
| They used to wanna know if i was down, now they don' t ask all that, | |
| ' cause they believin' what they seein' | |
| A young nigga comin' up fast, yeah | |
| Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' out ma folks, | |
| Some were straight g' s and some when not smoking dope, | |
| I had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong, | |
| Even though some folks didn' t think that i' d live long, | |
| I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto' | |
| Gettin' licks in the dough ague and the big joe, | |
| Walkin' out the door wid a gallon of jack, | |
| Sellin' straight cess booze ' cause back then there weren' t no crack, | |
| A matter fact, to this day, | |
| I' m doin' shit like grandpa in every way, | |
| I got my hustle on loc i ain' t frontin' | |
| Jus' a young nigga in this world tryin' ta have somethin' yeah | |
| That' s then you find and i know, | |
| That' s how i was raised and that' s how i' m a go, | |
| I dunno will i ever be a cell mate but i do know i' m never goin' straight... | |
| Gansterism | |
| Yeah toke really doe toke 32 in the muthafuckin' house doe toke | |
| Down with the mutherfuckin' gb toke | |
| And y' all gonna hear the original big baby really doe toke | |
| And the mutherfuckin' 9 to the deuce! | |
| I know you heard that big baby toke yeah toke | |
| We got seag in the muthafuckin' house doe from oakland toke yeah | |
| We got big mike yeeahuh, fattey hattey yeeahuh | |
| We got big chief and lejay, really doe toke | |
| Say big baby, lookit my deed laugh laugh | |
| You fuckin' bitch! laugh laugh laugh really doe | |
| Bido in the muthafuckin' house, yeah | |
| Nigga face evil toke really doe toke | |
| They can' t fade this soft shit doe toke | |
| Uh the they can' t fade it doe | |
| I' m outta this beeyatch! | |
| Z |
| zuò cí : Barnett, Johnson | |
| ... when the fire dies down what the fuck you gonna do? | |
| Damn it feels good to be a gansta... | |
| Yeah, i take y' all way back | |
| Seven years old, | |
| I' m lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood, | |
| ' cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good, | |
| Even when we played cops and robbers on the block, | |
| Nobody wanted to play the cop yeah, | |
| ' cause the cop was a pussyass bitch, | |
| And if you played the cop, nigga you got your ass kicked! | |
| I was a curious child, | |
| I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style | |
| The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act, | |
| The way they wore dat gansta hat, | |
| Tilted, rim layed flat out, | |
| Now that' s the type a shit i' m talkin' about yeah, | |
| Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other, | |
| Leanin' to one side, cooler than a motherfucker, | |
| With the ganstass nicknames, | |
| Killin' boy, pokey, big joe, godeal, lil lane, | |
| True muthafuckin' mack daddies, | |
| Bitch on the side, drivin' the ' 73 caddy, | |
| Wid a chrome plated . 357 | |
| Ready to send a muthafucka on a stairway to heaven, | |
| I was fascinated, yeah | |
| I let ' em influence me, and my momma hate it, | |
| But she still gave me love, | |
| ' cause my momma understood, | |
| That it was in my blood, | |
| See i was a psycho, | |
| And in a few mo' years she wouldn' t have to worry about a michael, | |
| ' cause i' ll be makin' my own decisions, yeah | |
| Comin' up fast, clockin' cash | |
| Straight ganstaism | |
| Yeah... uh... on and on and on and on and on... yeah... uh | |
| Break it down | |
| Uh | |
| Like dat | |
| Like dat | |
| Yeah | |
| Now is ' 93 | |
| I got a name fo' myself, | |
| Made a little dough, played the cards i was dealt, | |
| Didn' t go fo' self, now i' m a g, huh | |
| And every muthafuckin' body know me, | |
| Niggas in the hood, all got love, | |
| ' cause they saw me raise up from a muthafuckin scrub, | |
| And hoes that i know, | |
| From way back befo' | |
| They used to say no, | |
| All wanna go to the hotel, | |
| ' cause they claim that they intrested, | |
| And everybody talkin' about the shit that they wish they did, | |
| But i surpassed all that, | |
| They used to wanna know if i was down, now they don' t ask all that, | |
| ' cause they believin' what they seein' | |
| A young nigga comin' up fast, yeah | |
| Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' out ma folks, | |
| Some were straight g' s and some when not smoking dope, | |
| I had to cope wid it, be a man and stay strong, | |
| Even though some folks didn' t think that i' d live long, | |
| I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquo' sto' | |
| Gettin' licks in the dough ague and the big joe, | |
| Walkin' out the door wid a gallon of jack, | |
| Sellin' straight cess booze ' cause back then there weren' t no crack, | |
| A matter fact, to this day, | |
| I' m doin' shit like grandpa in every way, | |
| I got my hustle on loc i ain' t frontin' | |
| Jus' a young nigga in this world tryin' ta have somethin' yeah | |
| That' s then you find and i know, | |
| That' s how i was raised and that' s how i' m a go, | |
| I dunno will i ever be a cell mate but i do know i' m never goin' straight... | |
| Gansterism | |
| Yeah toke really doe toke 32 in the muthafuckin' house doe toke | |
| Down with the mutherfuckin' gb toke | |
| And y' all gonna hear the original big baby really doe toke | |
| And the mutherfuckin' 9 to the deuce! | |
| I know you heard that big baby toke yeah toke | |
| We got seag in the muthafuckin' house doe from oakland toke yeah | |
| We got big mike yeeahuh, fattey hattey yeeahuh | |
| We got big chief and lejay, really doe toke | |
| Say big baby, lookit my deed laugh laugh | |
| You fuckin' bitch! laugh laugh laugh really doe | |
| Bido in the muthafuckin' house, yeah | |
| Nigga face evil toke really doe toke | |
| They can' t fade this soft shit doe toke | |
| Uh the they can' t fade it doe | |
| I' m outta this beeyatch! | |
| Z |
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