Gangsta Interlude Lyrics - Rich Boy - Rich Boy

La la la, 

La la la, 

La la la, 

Ooooooo 

La la la, 

La la la, 

La la la 

[Verse 1] 

[Mark Twain] 

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah 

Off in da gutter 

Got da hood hollerin corner cutta 

With Zone 4 

Them young money gettin muthafukers 

Ah Rich Boy 

Gone and pass me da click toy 

He spit boy 

And i'm gonna have to make em trip boy 

Sick and tired 

Of niggas hollerin cut throat 

When they aint 

Never had to get away from po-po 

Aint never have 

To pay they bills from choppin up coke 

Aint never ever 

Seen the barrel of a chopper smoke 

[Rich Boy] 

Ah let them niggas out there kno yo name folk 

Who me 

I'm Mark Twain switch lanes 

Flip change 

And always keep a extra clip man 

Blow da brains 

On damn near everything i roll man 

Been on my game 

Every since them crocked folks came 

Keep my hustle 

On da low and a bitch in her place 

And if u yappin 

Out yo mouth then say it to my face 

Full clip for 

Niggas snitchin when they catch a case 

[Rich Boy] 

Boy open up yo 

Mouth and tell me hoe this barrel taste 

[Chorus] 

Gangstaaaaaaaa 

See da streets they be callin 

See a young nigga ballin 

Gangstaaaaaaaa 

A young playa in the rap game 

Ridin round in a Lac man 

Gangstaaaaaaaa 

Gangstaaaaaaaa 

[Verse 2] 

[Rich Boy] 

Them niggas aint 

Like it when i went and brought a blue mink 

So now they 

Talkin to da police at da precinct 

But they ass 

Dont kno them laws on a payroll 

Might see me 

In a ride that aint even a day old 

Talkin real 

Loud but you aint sayin nuthin 

So stop frontin 

Cause them hoes for you aint fuckin 

Keep truckin 

Look here boy dont u stop here 

It aint magic 

But that glock will make you disappear 

You like a 

Kid still writin love letters 

You say you 

Better but i'm still makin more cheddar 

I'm too 

Clever for these hoes to play me 

Even crazy 

Lazy ass hoes gonna pay me 

I really 

Hate when niggas talk too much 

Jus cause you 

Got a strap dont mean u cant get touched 

You'll find me 

In a 2 seater wit a all white beata 

Gettin head 

From yo bitch but yo dumbass see her 

They say 

R-I-C-H-B-O and Y 

P-I-M-P 

Bitch till i die 

Sometimes I 

Even have to ask myself why 

Them niggas 

So god damn fresh and so fly 

[Chorus x1]