Right now I'm gonna gas up Cassava
Pecknam back up to Gaza
If a man mash up the harder
Bare gunshots rap up a barder
Mans lost it, sick of no hospice
See that ho's offspring, he gets hold hostage
Man'll roll over there **** no cross bridge
**** so fucked up, he don't know what's his
Real gangsters, **** no softies
Shit'll get turvy, when it gets topsy
Then I get tipsy, then it gets toxic
Yeah I made tick tok, but I don't wear watches
She so sexy, looking so foxy
But she so gets me and **** so watch me
Man ****' so blotchy, mans hating so they so what me
Little **** don't watch me, killing little **** so softly
I've been swimming no these **** so lochte
You little breakfast **** so frosty
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Alright, let me take it back up to Scotland (Yeah)
Birmingham and dun' know we got them
If a man act up we top them (What)
Bare gunshot, pap pa we drop them
Man's F'd now, this how man gets down
Tell a man left now 'cause I got guests round
'Cause I go so hard they think I gone left now
So I called Ronson, then I brought Sess round
Man's dressed up, but I look dressed down
'Cause I'm so swagged up, **** upset now
Chilling on bond street I think I gone West now
Got a not guilty I'm feeling so blessed now
First things first think I want sex now
Man's so broke need to get checks now
Seven months looked up and I got debts now
Little bit stressed but feeling success now
But I can't help feeling so stressed out
'Cause there's a lot of other shit that I left out
I hope my **** Jones gets out
Just a little insight to what my set's about
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
Is it gangsta?
(Yes, yes, yes)
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
No diggity
There all feeling a ****, come on there digging me
My trigger finger real fidgety
It's so liberties (Woo, that's what I'm sayin')
Giggs
Mark
Yes
Writer(s):
Ernest Anthony Price, Vinny Barrett, Giggs, Mark Ronson, Nick Movshon & Thomas Brenneck.
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