Popa Wu - Gangster Theme Song Lyrics By Popa Wu

Gangster Theme - Popa Wu Song Lyrics

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[intro: freemurder] Gangsta niggas, what Gangsta bitches, what Gangsta killas, what Gangsta niggas, what Straight gangsta bitches Gangsta bitches, what Gangsta killas, what [hook] Uh, brooklyn is where we come from, come from U.k. known to fill em up with dumdums In the car seat, uh-huh Lil free, thats where you get guns from, guns from [chorus: freemurder] Gangsta killas, what Gangsta niggas, what Gangsta bitches, what Gangsta killas, what Gangsta niggas, what Straight gangsta bitches, what Gangsta killas, what Gangsta niggas, what [freemurder] Party and be more, floor with four honeys Cars with three more, none of them hoes ugly preme upstairs, nuttin on hoes tummies While you grindin ugly freaks, like seymour from mo money Hard as a rock, straight up and down like sea-saws And free, pete rose, free ski whores Straight jaw bone, fuck eatin pussy Straight hormone jumpin when Im beatin pussy Suspects keep lyin bout they weed and gats Till I catch them, change the subject like readin a map Drug off, desperado, amaretto Bustin berettas, up in you ghetto, alcoholic Hes so heavy like chris wallace And try to get me off the floor with my shit brolic Like brand new gators, yo I love my shit polish Flip on niggas, till they demolish, abolish Many niggas, friendly niggas turn enemy niggas Burn plenty of niggas, dont tick me nigga Little that you know, that shit dont offend me nigga And if one of yall kill me, God avenge me nigga [hook] *u.k. instead of lil free* [chorus] [freemurder] Off to the telly, eyes ring me up on the celly All them niggas is fools, satisfy ya belly Niggas keep slidin thru like ky jelly Talkin nonsense, what you tryin tell me Blood gotti, rollin with a red scully Punk shotties, aimin out of red chevys 0 tray one, trade one guns, straight blood up Actin gigantic, till you get cut up Guns be titanic, make ya ass buck up Caught you real high standin, thats how you got stuck up On the block drippin, and read the glocks hittin All the cops wishin, Im mad and not shittin Fuck police, we all hold four heats And put four ds under four seats And on the concrete, waitin for the coroner Fuck guliani, free slaughterin ya Little bitch, years ago, free ignorin ya Lil kim bitches, free adorin ya Where Im from? brooklyn, get them dums, brooklyn Get the ones, brooklyn, afraid of none, brooklyn Uh, brooklyn is gun ho, u.k. shit we kick to let the Gun blow [hook] [chorus] [freemurder] Nyc, gangsta killa, brownsville Niggas that fake the killa, be foul killed Triggas await killas, free pound peel Niggas I hate, stealers on some we found skills Chill holmes, three round skill From the four-long, kick pressure, my forearm That shit had me fallin all out my stands Watch ya blood keep pourin all out cha man Its a flood, blood drorrin all out cha man Slugs in ya truck, now blood fallin out ya van And dad it up, click just bananad up Might as well open the door, cuz Im tearin it up Shittin all in the whip, got you scared as fuck Hopin that you wont die, like montana bro With scarface, all in my grill, with the hard face Get sent on a journey to a far far place [chorus: just sayin gangsta killa] [hook] [chorus] [outro: shacronz (freemurder)] Hahahaha Yo freemurder man this is that gangsta shit man This is that universal gangsta shit You know that east coast/west coast type of shit, man This is that real shit, that b-life shit man Weve been doin this shit for years man You know, ever since our fathers man You know man, the device lords, the young lords The black spades, the ball bustas Weve been doin this shit on the east coast man Knowhatimsayin? keep that 5 alive, freemurder Let them know, this is the east side, killa thrilla Death row till we die man, word up man Freemurder man, b-life or no life (oh dont forget them tomahawks nigga, my popsll kill you Shit is real, p-stone, paroo bloods, you real like Im real This is for them gangstas across the world East side homies)

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