Текст песни Adam And Andrew - The Gangster Song

Don't player hate on me (grr)
Playa hate somebody else (yeah! )

Yo, yo yo imma gangster,
Where my dogs at?
Bark with me if your my dog
Yo yo yo (yeah I don't wanna bark)
I'm gonna give a shout out to all the player haters (I don't like player haters)
If your a player hater don't player hate on me (player hate somewhere else)
Imma gangster,
I'm straight up

Gr, I'm steaming mad

Imma 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 gangsta is hella tight
I walk around town with a stark erection,
Then gave ur mom a yeast infection
I saw the police man and I punched him in the eye,
To serve and pretect, what a lie!
I also don't like white people,
You shouldn't to,
And don't get me started about the jews

Imma gangster, Gr I'm mad!
Imma gangster, my rhyms r bad
Imma gangster, I'm iced out like a freezer,
Imma gangster, I don't listen to wheezer

I droped out of school at the age of three (why? )
'Cause all the teachers tryed to player hate on me (oh)
My rhyms are cool, just like doing cocain,
My rhyms are hot, like a burning flam
Sisko is my homie, he's a gangster too
Me and Sisko are the leaders of the gangster crew
I like to be in jail and he likes to sing and dance,
Some say were the perfect match

(step off, step back, step AWAY! step back! don't step forward! step backward, don't step forward, step backward, don't steft me, do not steft to me! )

I'm giving a shout out to my homies in cell block 8,
Being in jail sucks 'cause you always have to masterbate
Except when a jewish person goes to jail all my homies cheer,
They will make minst meat out of his rear
Then Petty helped me make the gangster beat to this song,
I shot him in the face because me looked at me wrong

Imma gangster, I drop bombs like Hemo Shema,
Imma gangster, bitch suck on my winner
Imma gangster, I drive a cool car,
Imma gangster, I smoke weed in a cegar

Yo! my gangster flow,
Yo, yo yo yo

I'm rolling on doves,
Ice out like hockey,
I got kicked out of Jepan for all the sakie (ooo)
Fuck a bitch, (ahh)
Give me head whoe!
Wass up to my dogs,
Yo yo yo
They play this song on the radio,
All day long so everyone can hear my gangster song

Nobody thought I would blow up like a fire stoned tire,
Oh there's no beat in that
Die, die u santa clause die!