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Akon - Gangsta (ft. Daddy T, Picklehead & Devyne) 432 Hz
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Akon
Akon
Leadgesang
Daddy T
Daddy T
Stimme und Gesang
Devyne
Devyne
Stimme und Gesang
Picklehead
Picklehead
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Torry Pettigrew
Torry Pettigrew
Songwriter:in
Darrick Stephens
Darrick Stephens
Songwriter:in
Aliaune Thiam
Aliaune Thiam
Songwriter:in
Jonathan Mann
Jonathan Mann
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Akon
Akon
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Alert, alert, this is an upfront street bulletin
Coming live from FA
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
If you a gangster and you confessing you kill a **** on record
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
You a stupid mother fucker
This goes out to you fake gangsters
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
I see you ****
**** we all see you
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
We working you mother fucker
Gangster gangster gangster
[Verse 2]
You don't make me
**** don't make me have to step up in the club
With my dogs show all you mother fuckers how we ball
**** don't make me show how I can violate the law
Get your woman go up in the bar
Dog how love me, why don't you show me
(Look bitch you just a punk)
And that how she gone be
Bug **** want to hand of the L-O-V-E
Steady claming like the pimp
But will never go free
Say that ain't gangster
**** fronting like they hard
But I know their pussy from the start
Man that ain't gangster
Still in the projects
But I rather spend a hundred thousand on a car
I rather have a crib in Miami with a boat
Full of all my **** on so we don't go broke
Yeah show them the ropes
Sticking together **** try to cope
Anyone step in the way will get choke
[Verse 3]
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think you're gangster
Don't you wanna be gangster gangster gangster
[Verse 4]
Yeah fuck ****
I see you peeking eyes when I stroll
I see you just by flashing
Pulling them hoe's
Cause I'm a player like I'm supposed to be
Hoe's on a **** like it's supposed to be
You a sucker so you hate like hoe's to me
And next change get your head cracked to the white man
I try to keep it fly but this pussy **** tempt me
Breaking the sweet, swear this brother ain't classy
No that's really killing my pimping
I mean really really killing my pimpin
Look what you gone and made Iceberg do
Call my boys and start down crew
And we will kick that ass ****
And we will kick that ass ****
And tell your whore she can come to my place
After she burn it up for fucking up your face
[Verse 5]
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think you're gangster
Don't you wanna be gangster gangster gangster
[Verse 6]
It's a goddamn shame, Picklehead, what you did to that man
I guess that pussy **** thought I was playing
I try to tell him but he like fuck what you say
Watch your mouth, you understanding
He like fuck what you say
Oh this pussy **** flicks me in front this hoe's and shit
So I spun on this **** they notice it
Oh you think I give a fuck what your focus is
So I'm looking at the next man like step up bitch
Cause if it's going down it's been around
Spitting from my chamber
Like David Banner you don't like me when I'm anger
Destruct to your whole vil don't make me have to change you
Into a stranger and damage your soul
[Verse 7]
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
(You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas, you pimps)
Don't make me bring out the other side in me
So I hear you think you're gangster
Don't you wanna be gangster gangster gangster
[Verse 8]
Yeah I see you gangsters
All you fake ass gangsters
You don't got the heart ****
Survive in the streets
Ask my **** down in Right Street ****
Ask my **** in Reville
Ask my **** down in Wilks
Ask my **** at Hart feel ****
Ask my **** in Altoes
All my real ****, aha
Living life for this shit
And you just wanna scream it out on a record ****
You want respect you gotta earn respect ****
Work hard for what you get in life ****
Fuck you punk ****
Eat a dick and die slow
Now get the fuck out my house
Written by: Akon, Darrick Stephens, Jonathon Mann, Torry Pettigrew
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