Scarface - Gangsta Rap Lyrics

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(feat. Crooked I, Treach)

(Verse 1 - Scarface)

Now flip with a nigga, as we dip through the Dirty

Four-tops, spin out and bent up to thirty

I only ride for homies, 'cause hoes ain't worthy

Never put a bitch before your road doggs, ya heard me?

Plus, we do shit other rappers can't feel

Like, hangin' in the same spots we hung out for the deal

For real, the ghetto ain't a pop song, Cutty

The ghetto bodies get up, get out, and get nutty

And fool, do it 'til the death if you have too

Just get the fuck up off the cuts, 'fore they grab you

And have you doin' penitentary time

Got these rap cats thinkin', if they shit to lift rhymes

If you ain't in the streets, then nigga,

Stick to the balance, or get caught up

Tossed up, in this bitch, like a salad

Dedicated to my niggas out here stuck in the trap

I deliver it just like I live it, it ain't rap

Trust me

This is really that gangsta boggie (2 times)

That gangsta (4 times)

(Chorus)

This is for the ballers

Gangsta rap!

What all the hoes love

Gangsta rap!

What you hop your 6-4 to?

Gangsta rap!

You can do what you want to

Gangsta rap!

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Yeah, this is for the ballers

Gangsta rap!

What all the hoes love

Gangsta rap!

What you hop your 6-4 to?

Gangsta rap!

You can do what you want to

Gangsta rap!

(Verse 2 - Crooked I)

What did you fall in the spot?

You could say that they callin' a cop

I'm robbin' niggas, whether they ballin' or not

The Steven Segal of the block

Clock you with a pool ball in a sock

Pop you and crawl off in a drop

Dodger hatted-up

I'm fly as a shot when it hovers

A mix between Morpheous and Matrix

In rocket in colors

Tell me, can I...

Rip 'em up? This a jack

Keep them hands high

Stick 'em up

No Metropolis, stoppin' this apocalypse

You couldn't see this novelist

With positive and optimistic results from an optometrist

G shit, that we dreeze, ah!

I'm in that L... B... C... G

And we's, domes like two head soldiers

I'm ghetto enough to go platinum on bootleg versions, uh-huh!

Strapped, jumpin' outta the caravan

Kids turn the channel, now I'm finna smoke the camera man

(Chorus)

(Verse 3 - Treach)

I got a question, what's the question?

"What is gangsta rap?"

Is it gangsta niggas that's rappin'?

Or rappin' niggas that act?

I'll tell you what, gangsta rap ain't even force

It ain't bangin' on wax

With dirty backs

Gettin' slapped at The Source

Hmmph, comin' in with your toes pointed out

Runnin' quicker than the bitches and the hoes runnin' out

Don't be pussy and shoot my kids

The set trip, next shit

And I'll make it out, to be East & West shit

I took a ???, then bless it

Manhandle the message

Double my records, Death Row the best shit

Built in L.A.!

You lay, then pay

Still ??? in ???

You're laid out the same day

This is really that gangsta boggie (2 times)

That gangsta (4 times)

(Chorus - 2 times)

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