Gangsta Boogie Lyrics - The Diary Of J Dilla - J. Dilla

It's gangsta 

Welcome to the D where the concrete cracks from the weather 

When it's cold, keep buyin' weed packed in the leather 

Heat, hail, or sleet, it's snow sleepin' 

Stackin' this cheddar, PI mackin' forever 

In the D strapped for whatever happens 

Whatever cat rappin' that bullcrap we pull that 

Dilla with the capital letters 

Niggas deliver it good, Dilla just be rappin' it better 

Let's just get off of me for a minute 

And offer these somethin' awful, me 

D-I C-I kill niggas awfully 

And be sure that I'm not Al B 

Bounce to the bar fool 

If a nigga on some raw bull 

Pull up with a fuckin' car full 

What? I got my nigga Kokane and Snoop 

And Hi-Tek to make it gangster for you 

It's gangsta 

A-B-C-D-E-F 

Take a look around it's only me left 

W-E-S-T S-I-D-E spend it to get dizzy 

D-O double G is he 

Willin' to fulfillin' while I'm chillin' 

Crip appealin' with my nigga J Dillin', illin' 

Still in the motherfuckin' place to be 

I show you motherfuckers how a gangster G 

Underwater boogie with my homegirl Cookie 

Shoutout to the hardest Crip ever, Big Tookie 

Rules and regulations choose my innovation 

Cruise my levitation 

Smooths my reputation 

Will bankin', no prankster 

For 21 years been known to keep it gangster 

One nation up under the groove 

I met Obama in some Snoop Dogg house shoes 

Cuh 

It's gangsta 

I've never been no prankster 

I've always kept it gangster 

Killas, real niggas, they feel us 

It's Snoop Dogg, Kokane, and J Dilla 

It's gangsta