Gangsta Sh*t Lyrics - Singles - Juelz Santana

Guess what 

I'm back 

A yes Santana dip, set, bitch 

You know, you know 

We say G'd up, we make these bucks, we make things jump 

No thanks to you 

We blaze weed up, we invade these clubs, we make things jump 

No thanks to you 

(You) 

From the beat to the boogie, to the street to the hoodie 

This is gangsta shit, gangsta shit 

Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat 

Shake ya tushy if you like gangsta shit 

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Gangsta niggas 

(Come) 

Gangsta bitches 

(Come) 

Get on up, get gangsta with us 

(Umm) 

Or should I say, get gangsta with me 

I gangsta boogie through this gangsta city 

(Watch me) 

Get dough, hit hoes, quick froze, big 4, get low 

'Fore I bang at you 

(Watch me) 

Pitch flow, big blow, big bank, big rolls 

You know, no thanks to you 

(You) 

And shorty you can catch me stunt 

(Stunt) 

Photos 

Off the weed yup 

(Yup) 

Screamin' âE½Hi, my name is! âE 

These nuts 

(Nuts) 

G's up 

(Up) 

Hoe's down 

That's how it's been 

How it is and how it goes down 

(So) 

From my young G's wit the clip and the Black 5th 

(Come) 

For my OG's wit the pik with the Black Fist 

(Come, umm) 

This gangsta shit 

Full blown gangsta shit 

You know gangsta shit, aye 

We say G'd up, we make these bucks 

We make things jump 

No thanks to you 

We blaze weed up, we invade these clubs 

We make things jump 

No thanks to you 

(You) 

From the beat to the boogie to the street to the hoodie 

This is gangsta shit, gangsta shit 

Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat 

Shake ya tushy if you like gangsta shit 

Check it now don't you wanna be like us 

Yup, cut it out you can't be like us 

(Nope) 

Now don't you wanna be like us 

Yup, cut it out you can't be like us 

(Nope) 

Pop, pop, pop it like its hot 

(Hot) 

Like snoop said 

Drop, drop it like it's hot 

(Hot) 

Which one of y'all want ya couchie rubbed 

I'm fucked up and I'm lookin' for some groupie love 

(Yes) 

Y'all hoe's know why I'm here 

And it's not to send y'all bottles and buy y'all beer 

(Come) 

I might send over some eye contact 

(Come) 

And let you know I'm tryin' to hop on that 

(Umm) 

And if you send back the eye contact 

Then I know it's time to go to the pop off shack 

I'm a gangsta, I like to do gangsta shit 

Like 

Umm 

Gangsta boogie wit my gangsta bitch 

(So come) 

Gangsta boogie with a gangsta bitch 

Come see how the gangsta's live 

(Come, umm) 

And you'll see it ain't no fronts or tellin' lies 

This gangsta shit here must be televised 

We say G'd up, we make these bucks 

We make things jump 

No thanks to you 

We blaze weed up, we invade these clubs 

We make things jump 

No thanks to you 

(You) 

From the beat to the boogie, to the street to the hoodie 

This is gangsta shit, gangsta shit 

Baby to get down to the beat and just boogie to the beat 

Shake ya tushy if you like gangsta shit 

Check it now don't you wanna be like us? 

Yup, cut it out you can't be like us 

(Nope) 

Now don't you wanna be like us? 

Yup, cut it out you can't be like us 

(Nope)