Gangsta Gangsta Lyrics - Napalm - Xzibit

Witness the downfall of men 

I wanna kill you for your land, I don't mean to kill the reactor 

Linking in Japan, I am here, got the gangsta for all your chain chains 

March to the heart beat of the city 

You only hear the drums when they audace and they see me 

You know what time it is? Flavor with a thousand checks 

It's like the ice ring surrounds my neck 

I never worry about the referee, the gate keepers keep him locked for me 

Push all to shallow, forever 

Always will be underground X to the motherfucker Z 

Fold it all for the money, can't team, where my gangstars at? 

Hit the park, build at the car scene, blowing red everywhere 

Look how strong we are 

So there will be no war or shots 

I'm about to give my city boiling hot and make 'em pray for real 

And make 'em say my name, lit up more smoke than a power water drill 

Concentration, determination 

The very thin line between paradise and incarceration 

[Chorus] 

Gangsters, gangsters 

Gangsters, stand up and rap what you're claiming 

Police roll around, shake us down, always playing and I 

Gangsters, gangsters 

Streets made me into this man, gotta represent who I am 

They say right before you day you get the irry feeling of peace 

Then walk into the light 

My soul want me take it without a fight 

She says she wanna spend the whole life 

But she only got me here for one night 

Said it's time, better get it in. Call your best friend 

I'm a call you wonder-twins 

Stop and go like red light traffic, innovation made it another classic 

We made it happen 

And big hip hop want us gut cut 

Niggas dare too much than offense popped up 

Another game fucked up, because the lanes clocked up 

But the content sucks 

I wanna fill up some big red trucks, tour then through 

The whole world, motherfuckers lining up 

'Cause these tickets won't move like crap 

You're tying west coast around my back 

And y'all niggas saying fuck it with that 

[Chorus] 

Can't even rely on your own eyes, everything fake now 

Toast to the bad guys 

That will leave a whole class swimming with the fishes 

Part machine, part skill, part intuition 

I cooked my first album in my father's kitchen 

He told me how to make a living, twenty grand and half a chicken 

Now I'm shitting on myself and still I let him know 

That if he turn me in a turn around, it kill us both 

This is a cold world, but I'm a polar bear 

Destroy the earth like a silver flare, best beware of us 

In God we trust, but everybody else gotta pay cash up front 

Caught there, they try to tear me down 

I'm on a level now, I speak like I mean it, the focus study my literature 

Clean house, taking out the trash. I'm in the fly zone 

Where you past, gangsta? 

[Chorus]