It's Gangsta Lyrics - Real Talk - Fabolous

It's gangsta 

That's how it be and it's gon' stay 

(Y'all know who) 

That's how it be when you see me 

That's how it be in NYC 

(Y'all know who) 

If it's me it's got to be 

If it's me it's got to be 

Gangsta 

(Y'all know who) 

I'm still living la vida loca 

With wholesale prices on weed or coke-a 

For the hustlers, for the customers, trust the buzz nigga 

It's have you makin' one of the sounds that Busta does 

(Woo, hah) 

They love me just because I'm in the Gallardo 

Laughing like Ricky Ricardo 

(Ha, ha, ha, ha) 

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With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta 

I'm the co-founder, I know the difference between 

Pimps and hoe-hounder's 

I can tell when they ain't learn to lean 

They gold cups missing stones, turning green 

I roll up wrist in chrome, burning green like what's good 

It's gangsta 

That's how it be and it's gon' stay 

(Y'all know who) 

That's how it be when you see me 

That's how it be in NYC 

(Y'all know who) 

If it's me it's got to be 

If it's me it's got to be 

Gangsta 

(Y'all know who) 

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God was in a good mood, on the day he made me 

I'm from the projects, it's the way it made me 

And I wouldn't change it for nothing 

I stay on point, that's 'cuz I know the danger of stuntin' 

But the aim is like I'll be at the ranges or somethin' 

It takes a gangsta, to know a gangsta 

That's why we look at you like a stranger or somethin' 

'Cuz we can tell by the body language you frontin' 

And it take a little more than lettin' ya pants sag 

Ya sand bag, tryna jump on the band wag 

I'll put the red dot on you like a Japan flag 

You need some high heels and a handbag bitch 

It's gangsta 

That's how it be and it's gon' stay 

(Y'all know who) 

That's how it be when you see me 

That's how it be in NYC 

(Y'all know who) 

If it's me it's got to be 

If it's me it's got to be 

Gangsta 

(Y'all know who) 

I'm in the ten minutes to nine, leanin' on 'em 

Like I'm ten minutes behind, fuck a hundred shots 

Give me a .40 cal wit' ten in it, I'm fine 

Just spray, and shit'll get you ten minute of shine 

Keep a friend in it, that's ten cented for mine 

Keep the rims in it, that spin in it for mine 

Can't see him in it, I been tinted up mine 

But you know a nigga look oh so gangsta 

Oh, no thank ya, I earned my key 

My name'll get you fucked up, and burners tee 

That's gangsta love, from the heart 

Yo, I told y'all from the start and now 

(Y'all know who) 

Keep it G'd up, I can't slow down 

These creep's speed up 

Cali bringin' peeps and weed up 

I'm coming through with a bunch of girls 

That'll deep a seed up 

(It's a gangsta party)