keepin' it gangsta
fabolous
i don't care what y'all do
fab's livin' la vida loca
the only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca
nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair
they heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear
dea been lookin' for proof since 9-3
when i came through in the benz with the roof behind me
throw on bullet proof's and find me
you need extinguishers to go in the booth behind me
so you can't see whats tucked underneath
and i might not even drop
just take my advance and make a small town in cleveland pop