Onyx "Gangsta" |
[Intro] [Fredro Star] Verse 1: [Fredro Starr] You my wife with no papers My gangsta bitch First time I got caught You tried ta shank the bitch ain't scared ta get down she'll bust off rounds smoke a Newport cut me half, bust me down catch me looking at anotha chick she curse me out dead serious but at times she act silly jump out the truck at the light to get the Philly rolling it up chasing down ice cream truck I waited half-an-hour for ya hair ta get braided she leavin' dirty messages on three way pages thought her how to roll cello and spit razors she hit triple six first time out in Vegas Neva got shook when feds knocked down the door she hid the coke a scared chick woulda flushed it all and we could live it up eat lobster and shrimp or get grimy with a quarter bag of potatoe chips Chours: 'Cause she's straight gangsta staight gangsta (straight gangsta) gangsta Verse 2: [Sonsee] I need a down chick that wouldn't mind loading my clips and that wouldn't blow her mind if I showed her a brick in and outta the grind with a focus for chips blowing for one time with her controling the wip re-up for me and make sure she double the flip she a sophistocated thug bitch that move her hips she catch you for your setup when you move ya shit or most of the time she throw the cold-shoulder at guys smoke in the ride hoody low over her eyes she know she a dime maybe nine shot to her thighs gotta be live help me count doe on the five and when i'm gone for weeks on them O.T. moves she don't trip she's a gangsta she knows the rules giving me hound is not how I'm something to lose God forbid I slip up and end in jail my Murda Mami put the house up ta make the bail (C'mon) chorus verse 3: [Sticky Fingaz] Behind a real nigga There's a real bitch they lied to me see my bitch she walk right beside of me I been in situations seen her ride for me she lick my gun wounds even did my time with me ain't nothing she can't have I get that girl aything tatoo are names on our fingers for wedding rings are you that chick? then you rep Sticky we split it down the middle everything 40-60 (ha-ha-ha) are you that chick for rich or poor? The only one I eat out The only one I hit raw Keep you covered in ice 'Till you start shiverin or Baby Bhat Guc' thugged out wit pink Timberlands Me and her we like Bonnie n Clyde I hold the heat n the money n She drive the ride She make other bitches mad 'Cause she more bitch than they ever been mos' beautiful, intellegent, talented, charmin', heroin Chorus [Outro] [x2] Count bills with me You'll kill for me When the blood shed tears You still with me 'Cause you real with me Smoke a 5 with me Look the judge in the eye Straight lie for me Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |