Intro:
[G-Mone of A-G-2-A-Ke]
You be bout gangsta shit
We be bout gangsta shit
Hehe, uhh, hehehehehehehe
We gangstas N***a
Hehehehehehe

Verse 1:
[T.L.T & Mz G.B of Ghetto Twiinz]
Better grab your shit bitch
It's gonna be some gangsta shit
I take ya hand green off bitch
I take ya hand green off bitch
GT's ain't to be fucked with
You better duck or get bucked bitch
We got a crew that's down for shit like
Givin' up that ass in the night
Don't make us turn ya in
Come here to sin, like do ya in
Fuck around with killas and G's
N***a freeze drop till ya knees
All about that static N***a
Don't make us grab a N***a
Pump that automatic N***a
See you had a N***a
You can put that on ya daddy N***a
Keepin' N***as on respirators
Die N***a die, see ya later
Have no time for playa haters
Only God can save ya
Better pray now, cause once we sprayed ya
Ain't no comin' back alive, that
You can try to bust back, but fuck that
Gotta crew for the N***as that's bout that
Railway gangsta message text
Hit ya in your neck, your chest and your back
Fuck the police, fuck peace
Release the heat, you're deceased
T.L.T and G.B
It's only the first ingreed
You don't believe me come see
Haha
You bout that gangsta shit
We bout that gangsta shit
We gangstas N***a
Chorus: x3
[2-4 of The Snypaz]
If you wanna get it on
N***a roll, we can get it on
[Ghetto Twiinz]
You bout that gangsta shit
[G-Mone]
That gangsta shit
[Ghetto Twiinz]
We bout that gangsta shit
[Ghetto Twiinz & G-Mone]
We gangstas N***a

Verse 2:
[Ghetto Twiinz]
Yes, we some ass-splitters
Home-killas
N***as get us
Burnin' rubber on the curve smokin' herb
N***as fuckin' with our nerve
It's time to serve
Let's go get 'em
Let's go get 'em
Uhuh
Watch us hit 'em
Watch us split 'em
If y'all bitches ain't bout it
Then y'all safe to get rowdy
If you think you gon win us
Up against us we doubt it
You be the tall gift
For fuckin' with the wrong bitch
You better grab your Chrome wicked less
Get it on bitch huh
We some soldiers, done told ya
We be thuggin' for life
Slash your neck with a knife
You be gone by the night
You bout that gangsta, gangsta
We bout that gangsta, gangsta
You bout that gangsta, gangsta
We bout that gangsta, gangsta
We gangstas, N***a
Verse 3:
[2-4]
We gagnstas, N***as
Uh, uh
Run it up on me
A really N***a roll
I'ma get to bust 'em
S-N-Y-P-A-Z clearin' blocks for no discussion
And rushin' up adrenaline
Plus I'm flusin' brew and drop a cent in 'em
Chi-town really know
With my boys Buck and Craig in 'em
Hoes, I never beg in 'em
I be spittin' that double G (What's that)
You put the third leg in 'em
Uh, word, to my son
One, Deuce
He gettin' paid, cause we laid
Down that solid-ass juice, truce
Now who's the next to slip the news around they dick
Fuckin' with my click that's what you get
Better yet this pig
Fuckin' blood
That's the only way we showin' love
I love to see you bleedin'
On a picture you be readin'
R-I-P
Peace to all them Snypaz on M-O-N-R-O-E
And the Ghetto T-W, double I, N-Z
Chorus x1

Verse 4:
[G-Mone]
You don't wanna visualize
That N***a G, evil eyes
These tentensees, please
Pussin' you can die fuckin' with me
Luckily, hung with the G-E-T till the TO Twiinz
And my gun's down, flick, click
Move shit, cause I'm feelin' bustas again
Ready with 2 clips, so who is this
Fuckin' with me
Fuckin' with you
N***a, who knew I blew his fuckin' brains out
If pointed out him died to
Why not had you be mindin' your business
But no, snitch, witness this splittin' window
And this what I'm thinkin' as I dig slow
Snitch, Bitch, trippin'
Let's listen while I laugh some mo'
6 feet deep
? is now walking through the creep
Defeated to see
Cause y'all already buried
Bitch, we be bout gangsta shit
We gangstas N***a

Outro:
[G-Mone]
Uhh
At your ass
Ghetto Twiinz, uhh, uhh
That gangsta shit
Gangstas N***a (Word up)
Snypaz
A-G-2-A motherfuckin' Ke

Chorus x2