You Think You Gangsta (feat. Kyo, Rain Darko & Savior Monroe)
KaOus Aka Whisper & Beezy Brown
Hip-Hop/Rap
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Music Video
You Think You Gangsta (feat. Kyo, Rain Darko & Savior Monroe)
Top Songs By KaOus Aka Whisper
Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
R Brown
Songwriter:in
M Faris
Songwriter:in
S Fondren
Songwriter:in
M Pye
Songwriter:in
T Werts
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Savior Monroe
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
M Pye
Mischtechniker:in
Kay Nucents
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Folk so flake, it's ridiculous
At least I get to see my penmanship when I vent the shit
Da Mizzfit is that real you dream about, the real you wish you had
That shit you only see on television man
The show with the big ass house and a loving fam
Antagonizing antagonist
Karma knows I'm the man with this honesty shit
Yo, honestly I got these homys from being so sloppy
And then everybody just liked it and copied
Nobody can stop me, a fighter like Rocky
You better tell Bullwinkle
Your bars sound like full jingles
Facebook verses Christian Mingle
Huffy & Schwinn verses Buick Regals
Chevas Regal in a sippy cup
Only you know what it's like to give a fuck
Give it up, you're bound to lose
Milly tucked, no interviews
Brown bag, better booze, bigger bullets, tooly fully
Slow stepper, red hoodie
Red Label, black flag
Halloween, black mask
Coroner pick up, black bag
RIP to another ....black man
Always in the house shadow-boxing
But showing off the new glocks you coppin'
It's tragic 'cause **** do not be 'bout shit
Rather pop a gun than throw the ones
Always in the house shadow-boxing
But showing off the new glocks you coppin'
It's tragic 'cause **** do not be 'bout shit
Rather pop a gun than throw the ones
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
Certain parts of my life will never get said in a song
This ain't First Day Out or a Ghetto Quran
I ain't dissin' them jawns, it was hittin' fasho
But dry snitchin' is a thing I'll never condone
You said it, you meant it
Oooh, you so authentic
'Til your manz get indicted, convicted
And sentenced on some business of his
You was never livin'
But you wanna keep it real in your writtens
Star witness
I ain't no gangsta, but I lived the life
As long as my family, whip, and crib is tight
I'll skid the plight, and dismiss the fight
Thank God I ain't gotta little kid and wife
Go and see the main chick after side piece slumbers
Ghetto **** putting up Kyrie numbers
Yeah, I got hands, but the shot long range
That'll hit him with the nickel, that's without small change
But half of you **** ain't got no aim
Looking like a fool when you pop those things
Hitting everything except the target intended
Lighting up the **** at the park on the benches
All while the enemy ain't take no damage?
Huh, let a **** live today
Now you gotta watch your back without the trap
Because you let a muhafucka get away
This lil **** said he was gangsta
But never had beef, and he can't even shoot right
Trying to be reckless around the wrong section
Will get a **** buried tonight
Always in the house shadow-boxing
But showing off the new glocks you coppin'
It's tragic 'cause **** do not be 'bout shit
Rather pop a gun than throw the ones
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
Fuck it
Fuck Whisper!
Bitch!
Did all that shit for nothing
I hate this shit
I'm about to rap this verse, and I'ma come back and do the hook
AND YOU CAN KEEP ME TALKING ALL MY SHIT
My mental seems to fin- FUCK!!! GOT DAMMIT!!!
Sounds angry over there
Yo
My mental seems to find issues
In weak fools who don't use potential
But seem they to think that a **** can't write with the best
Leave the riddle rappin' to the jibber-jabbers
I was playing background 'til I grabbed a Rain
**** say they trigger-happy
Only Twitter happy
Oh, you robbin' ****?
No, you social jackin' bitch
Talking tough on the media
But ain't makin' yo capital happy
Pockets nappy as my 'dreads
Bet the chick give me head
And I ain't gotta pay her shit
Say you getting to the bread
But, you out here asking for shit
Only thing you got out is yo' hands, bitch
That's ass-backwards
Fuck is you saying?
Yall **** weak as hell
Pussy **** always leave a trail
Think I'm tripping? ****, be for real
I just call it how I see it
All of these **** be queefin'
Wolf tickets for the cheap it's
Damn near for the free, hince
You ain't a gangsta
Always in the house shadow-boxing
But showing off the new glocks you coppin'
It's tragic 'cause **** do not be 'bout shit
Rather pop a gun than throw the ones
Pussy
Always in the house shadow-boxing
But showing off the new glocks you coppin'
It's tragic 'cause **** do not be 'bout shit
Rather pop a gun than throw the ones
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
WAKE UP BITCH!
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
You think you gangsta?
****, you ain't gangsta
You ain't pullin' no triggers
You ain't takin' care of babies, BITCH
You think you gangsta? Unh!!
****, you ain't gangsta
Written by: M Faris, M Pye, R Brown, S Fondren, T Werts
