gangsta song

e-40

i'm cut from leather not polyester

my cheddar long like tape measures

stay with a heckler and couch protector

9 mm behead ya

charge your bitch like a testler or should i say bill collector?

got more gold than the treasures

i'm a monster like uncle fester

when it comes to my family

i go back to pushin' that candy

the booger suger; the yayo

or that broccoli

spinach or kale

on the front propeller

whether the hillside or south vallejo

never rollover

or tell

do my time

go to jail

showin'

improvin'

we never losin'

we gamed up

never lamed up

bitches be lovin' the way

the way we move

i'm fired up

like a firetruck

like a barber shop

i line ya up

catch a fade

no hair cut

you could run up and get done up

get a check up

from the neck up

this ain't no ordinary gangsta song

song

but never get it twisted

you fuckin' with the original

the original

this ain't no gangsta song for you to sing along

so never get it twisted

you fuckin' with the original

the original

real niggas up

glock.40 on my waist

you could get that

west side

west side

you gon' rep that

if i got a little problem

who to put back

west side

west side

nigga this that gangsta song

song

west side

west side

nigga this that gangsta song

song

so never get it twisted

you fuckin' with the original

the original

i'm a top hat

a staple

tycoon

a factor; appealer

like geddes

i'm in the picture

bitch

i'm a boss

i'm a fixture

i can tell you who real and who phony

who counterfeit

who a mark

and i got a black belt in grittin'

a purple heart in street smart

me

my fanbase

stickin' with beats

sick with it

with no disease

i'm a og in the game and i'm havin' my grill cheese

you could tell by the way my diamonds be shinin' when i say cheese

first rapper on wax to ever say

fo shizzie"