Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Real niggas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggas see me when I come through, and ain't no denyin
That them big motherfuckers is 25's
Swayin in and out of white lines, six double-O
Deuce zero, I'm feelin like the streets is mine
Mines hustle, mucho dinero, heat's confined
See more fall guys than Foreman, Ali combined
If it's beef, I'm releasin mine
And I won't stop bustin 'til them Escalade seats recline
The kid roll with a greasy nine, come through and blast
I return shots like Arthur Ashe, you do the math
Ten shots, ten dead bodies, fuck bein sorry
Ain't nothin but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin, shoot up the ambulance
Make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him
And the game ain't tryin to win, fuck your awards
So keep that lil' ass on, and that Neil Armstrong nigga
Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Real niggas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Trust me dawg, ain't shit you can put in your rap
That'll make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's that
Niggas thinkin I'll retire my chucks
Put the guns back in the holsters
Cause I weave through traffic in a roadster
But that don't stop the heater from bangin
Or me comin through droppin all your niggas, with three in the chamber
Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin, one in the changer
One when I push the buttons right next to the cupholder
Dawg we can get this shit over, I got ten on the game
Let's say the Lee Harvey crack your brain
Ain't gotta look over my shoulder, I'm good with the aim
Good with the handle, and the bullets good with the blood stains
And the coroner's real good with that pickup
A-1 good with the carpet cleanin
They can get the rest of that shit up
Cause I kill like the hiccups, two at a time
Put your niggas next to each other how I threw 'em in line
Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Real niggas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Come foolin the big boy, leave the bullshit at home
If beef cooked, then I'm bringin the chrome
If I die, then I'm leavin a clone
But if I live through the drama one
More time, then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me, I'll listen to B.I.G
When I'm rhymin on the road, I'll listen to Jig
Buck Nas off that purple, sittin on the block
And when I'm loadin up them clips, I'll listen to 'Pac
A semi with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns than F-A
B-O-L-O-U-S got jerseys
And you might get 'em all in the face when shit get thick
Make the back of your head look like Jerome Kersey
And ain't nothin to do a driveby in the hood
We ain't even got survival, but I'mma still take that ride
Bet my trink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it
Think this shit a joke, bet the X-5 pink on it
Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Real niggas stand up, hold they dick
Bitch niggas sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
