Gangsta Lyrics - Scarface

[Trick Daddy] 

And the winner is, Trick Diesel 

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My nigga Baby, ha ha 

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta 

[Chorus] 

You know me, 'T' double, you know I'm a G 

Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta 

gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker 

But it was like you, you a pussy nigga 

But I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta 

gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker 

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[Trick Daddy] 

Went to a eight ball from a dime piece 

Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks 

Shit lookin' good but I think slammin' 

Me and my dawg passed up bought a block and a half 

Sellin' O's or betta clockin a fag 

Bout four, five slugs and we was bustin' they ass 

Gotta keep my bread in a safe place 

We up with my hitchens in undisclosed locations 

Hey yo I got the llello, you got the money 

Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies 

Every ounce betta bounce back 

And every brick that I break up 

It all betta flake up 

And when that shit hit the waters 

Shit go to ballin' 

That dope all betta fall in 

I bought coke back on 84 

Back when wood used to get them bricks from the Birdo 

And when I hit him I want to hurt him 

And on cutlass I wanna hit it 

They ass gon' feel it 

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[Chorus] 

[Baby] 

Ay, ay, ay, ay 

It's the kid wit the bricks taped up in the grill 

Mmmm Hmmmm Cadillac that is 

Wit that rag top bubbly E class burnin' rubber 

You the number 1 stunna ma show a lil somthin' 

Ay, ay roll a lil somethin' 

Mmmm Hmmmm blow a lil somethin' 

I got them thangs for a lil nothin' 

If you got a lil money I'ma throw a lil somethin' 

Bump this nigga 

Mmmm Hmmmm fuck you nigga 

We aint from 'round here dumpin' on niggas 

But ay Trick Daddy battle up for this nigga 

Well let me get to my hustle (hustle) 

I got bricks, grams, and bundles (bundles) 

I got ki's in the muffler 

Birdman daddy CMB motherfucker 

[Chorus] 

[Scarface] 

Face mob, right back at ya 

With O's like cookies I flip like spatulas 

99.9 of the time I'm on the grind 

Bricked up and breakin' em down 

I got to admit the dope game gravy 

3 zippers balled up you bring back 80 

You learn to swell you might see double 

Remember you can't sell bubble 

So here it is fool 

I play the game where its no rules 

Givin' you lessons from the old school 

You don't get high off your own supply 

And when a motherfucker cross you make sure he die 

Make the next man know he got to think about the payback 

This shit go deeper than me rapping or me say that 

Ask my nigga Trick Daddy, ask my nigga Baby 

Been like that since the early 80's 

[Chorus]see niggas like you you a pussy nigga