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Wannabe Gangsters
Artist: Ghetto Gangster XX
Album: Dirty South Rap
šµ Listen / Download MP3
Lyrics: [verse]
Niggas ridin' dirty,
rollin with the gat.
Bass is really boomin',
blunts burnin back to back.
Gonna get some cheese,
come up with fat stacks.
Gonna lay 'em down,
put down with the jack.
Roll up on the lick,
everything lookin good,
so you get out the car
and you pull up your hood.
Freeze motherfuckers!
Now everyone get flat!
if you try to buck,
I'm gonna bust a cap!
Sumpin' done went wrong.
Your partner's shotgun roars.
You turn to flee the scene,
and bust through the door.
[pre chorus]
A gangster?
You prankster!
You ain't nothin but a wankster.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[verse]
Sittin' in the station
with your thoughts running wild.
Your stomach starts to knot,
and you're throat turns dry.
"We know you didn't do it,"
the police slyly say.
"Just tell us who it was,
and we'll let you walk away."
You can't rat on your dog!
You've known him since first grade!
You ate his momma's food,
and his sister got you laid.
But prison life is hard,
and life's a long, long time.
Your will starts to fade,
and you make up your mind.
Sorry 'bout this dog!
I really had no choice.
They were gonna give me life.
Gotta hang with my boys.
[pre chorus]
Snitches are bitches,
that wind up
in the ditches.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[verse]
Hanging in the streets
with the fellas again.
Throwing 'round money,
trying to cover your sins.
Your homeboy gets knocked off,
and he rolls on you.
You don't even know
you've got the police in pursuit.
"Freeze motherfucker,
or I'll bust a cap!
I'll make your mammy cry,
and your homeboy bugle taps."
[whispering]
suddenly it's dark,
everything goes quiet.
[loudly]
You didn't even feel it
when the police took your life.
[pre chorus]
Click,
Click,
Karma is a bitch.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[half time, no music]
you wanna be a gangster
but it ain't down in your soul.
Genre: rap
Style Prompt: Down South gangster rap, male vocals, 808 bass
Copyright Owner: Larry Wayne ([email protected])
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Album: Dirty South Rap
šµ Listen / Download MP3
Lyrics: [verse]
Niggas ridin' dirty,
rollin with the gat.
Bass is really boomin',
blunts burnin back to back.
Gonna get some cheese,
come up with fat stacks.
Gonna lay 'em down,
put down with the jack.
Roll up on the lick,
everything lookin good,
so you get out the car
and you pull up your hood.
Freeze motherfuckers!
Now everyone get flat!
if you try to buck,
I'm gonna bust a cap!
Sumpin' done went wrong.
Your partner's shotgun roars.
You turn to flee the scene,
and bust through the door.
[pre chorus]
A gangster?
You prankster!
You ain't nothin but a wankster.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[verse]
Sittin' in the station
with your thoughts running wild.
Your stomach starts to knot,
and you're throat turns dry.
"We know you didn't do it,"
the police slyly say.
"Just tell us who it was,
and we'll let you walk away."
You can't rat on your dog!
You've known him since first grade!
You ate his momma's food,
and his sister got you laid.
But prison life is hard,
and life's a long, long time.
Your will starts to fade,
and you make up your mind.
Sorry 'bout this dog!
I really had no choice.
They were gonna give me life.
Gotta hang with my boys.
[pre chorus]
Snitches are bitches,
that wind up
in the ditches.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[verse]
Hanging in the streets
with the fellas again.
Throwing 'round money,
trying to cover your sins.
Your homeboy gets knocked off,
and he rolls on you.
You don't even know
you've got the police in pursuit.
"Freeze motherfucker,
or I'll bust a cap!
I'll make your mammy cry,
and your homeboy bugle taps."
[whispering]
suddenly it's dark,
everything goes quiet.
[loudly]
You didn't even feel it
when the police took your life.
[pre chorus]
Click,
Click,
Karma is a bitch.
[chorus]
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
You wanna be a gangster,
but it ain't down in your soul.
You know you're only rappin'
when you say that you're G code.
[half time, no music]
you wanna be a gangster
but it ain't down in your soul.
Genre: rap
Style Prompt: Down South gangster rap, male vocals, 808 bass
Copyright Owner: Larry Wayne ([email protected])