Ain't No Gangsta

Hook:

I ain't no crip like snoop, I ain't no blood like game
I ain't no motherfucker poppin heads just for the fame
Homie, I got aching hands from raking fucking grands
Whenever I'm on the stage homie I be breaking mic stands

Chorus:

Yeah I roll with my homies but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I got hoes who wanna show me but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I beat up assholes like Rambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah Imma pull up to your house in a Lambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)

Verse 1:

Yeah but when I'm called off, I go the barrel and pull out the sawed-off
Yeah homie that's when the press says that bodies are hauled off
With my fist, I define the definition of pain
And if you survive, ya bones gonna hurt when it rains
See now loser end up in shackles and chains
Or laid out on the street leaking out their brains
God's on ya side. I'm aight with that
Coz Imma get a baseball bat and be right back
See this is what gangsta's do but I don't this shit
Now you can say my raps are trash but I know they are lit
See in the game everyone's a gangsta but I'm gonna fit
Now you can chase me with a pistol and try to hit
But you are gonna fail cause you are a fucking misfit
Some of the bars I spat were true
Like Imma always be pullin up with my crew
You think you gonna knock me out but I know Kung fu

Chorus:

Yeah I roll with my homies but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I got hoes who wanna show me but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I beat up asshole like Rambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah Imma pull up to your house in a Lambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)

Verse 2:

I don't lie on the street like a drug addict
I don't roam with Glocks like a faggot
I ain't no motherfucker looking at a girl and dreaming about how would I shag it
Aight so beef with me is like a chess move
Think about the next move always play your best move
Let's be real do whatever u gotta do coz u ain't got time for step two
You be lying on the street till the time someone press 911
The police gon have no clue
I'll be on my way to my vacation house on Jet
Blue
Now someone's gonna snitch coz they a fucking cunt
But it's like stabbing me with a knife which is blunt
Homie when you think I'm joking I ain't playing
I be roaming around da hood just slaying
Take my money and u won't survive unless u paying
U be so crippled, u gon cry when it rains

Chorus:

Yeah I roll with my homies but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I got hoes who wanna show me but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I beat up asshole like Rambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah Imma pull up to your house in a Lambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)


Verse 3:
Nah I'm no guy smoking weed out
I'm the guy you read lyrics about
Wherever I go people be like damn
Soon imma be on MTV program
You can blackmail me but I'm built to last
Threaten me imma put my foot in yo ass
Yo homies gonna watch it and hit the gas
And homie this song is gon blast
No gangsta for tha clout just brotherly love
Need no Glock need no glove
My fist is enough
Aight imma admit I ain't buff
But call me Bruce Lee coz I'm fucking tough
When I ask you shit just answer don't bluff
Coz I can fuck u up and nobody got the balls to gimme handcuff

Chorus:
Yeah I roll with my homies but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I got hoes who wanna show me but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah I beat up asshole like Rambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)
Yeah Imma pull up to your house in a Lambo but I ain't no gangsta(but I ain't no gangsta)