Keep It Gangsta lyrics

f/ Tray Deee



[chorus: Tray Deee]

If you spit game or flip thangs, insist to get paid

Keep it gangsta

In six-fo`s wit thick hoes and thug in pimp mode

Gangsta, gangsta

If you stay strapped, drank `yac, jack or slang sacks

Keep it gangsta

And all the hoes who wanna fuck `cause they know what`s up wit us

Gangsta, gangsta



[verse one: Livio]

Oh, I`m a gangsta livin` in these gangsta times

I want gangsta beats, I spit gangsta rhymes

Am I bout gettin` what`s mine? My nigga, all the time

Some of us`ll stay ahead, the rest`ll fall behind

I`m on the grind, you kickin` short rhymes to Long Beach

Catch you on the wrong street, let you meet the concrete

I`m gettin` so annoyed, you`ll get ya soul destroyed

Defeatin` me? You couldn`t picture that wit a Polaroid

If Livio was a game, you still couldn`t play me

I`d rather stay free, ride dirty wit Tray Deee

Niggas got so much money, they need to carry five wallets

While yours goes up and down like a pair of hydraulics

Niggas surround the mic, but they sound alike

I get `em happy as a dildo that found a dyke

I leave `em wit shattered domes, now I`ll leave that alone

I don`t know, dog, I couldn`t call it if I had a phone



[chorus]



[verse two: Tray Deee]

You know how we do this, in the city, strictly of the truest

No doubt, locced out, niggas livin` foolish

Khaki suit the bluest and I bang the `C`

Bad mothafucka, can`t a busta hang wit me

I got the streets on lock, the heat on cock

The beats Crip-Hop, so the beefs don`t stop

Fuck them other niggas that don`t ride for real

Catch me behind the steel with a mind to kill

I conquer, my whole goal, control and prosper

While whitey want us locked up and known as monsters

To hold us hostage, but they can`t stop this

The only outcome is a violent conflict

So I pledge allegiance to God and the Jesus

Forgive me for the illest nights of robbin` and thievin`

I pray I make it upstairs where I could thank ya

But understand that I been handlin` mines, a gangsta



[chorus]



[verse three: Livio]

Eh yo, pack ya shit up `cause it`s time to go

Livio kick a flow, make ya mind explode

You start wit us? I start to rush and turn ya heart to dust

None of you niggas is my dogs so you can`t bark wit us

If you think life is rough, I`m a make the world harder

I`m quick to blacka! blacka! You get bombed like Pearl Harbor

I`m smarter than a college graduate from Harvard

Livio got more nuts than George Washington Carver

However far you took it, I`m sure I`m a take it farther

I got balls made of stones, so that proves that I`m harder

I`m comin` in the game and I`m benchin` you starters

Badger your witness and ask more questions than Barbara Walters

Getcha sunblock `cause I`m sprayin` wit heat

I`m a slave to Funk Daddy when he`s playin` the beat

We pickin` the hit, Livio is the quickest to spit

But I`m feelin` like an old toy, man, I`m sick of this shit



[chorus]
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