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This is a public service announcement
Going out to all the paper haters
Now sure, sure, sure, you're broke
Sure, sure, sure, you're having problems
Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
Here's a little something about a nigga like me
I never should have been let out the penitentiary
Snoop Dogg would like to say
That I'm a crazy motherfucker when I'm playing with my AK
Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
Now I'm that motherfucker y'all read about
Smoking you out and your crew, taking a life or two
You don't like how I'm living? Well, fuck you
This is my gang, nigga, No Limit
My nigga C will fuck you up in a minute
With the pow, pow, bang, bang, then you're dead
And then we stamp the Tank on your forehead
Everywhere we go, they say "Damn
Them gangstas, they be fucking up the program"
And then you realize we don't care
We don't just say no, we too busy saying yeah
About drinking straight out the satin bottle
Do I look like a motherfucking role model
To a kid looking up to me?
Shit, life ain't nothing but weed and money
Shit, I'm the type of nigga that's quick to blast
Fuck with me or C and I'll put my foot in your ass
I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep selling
Yo, what the fuck are they yelling?
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay 'bout it, 'bout it
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they selling
The bitches wanna buy it 'cause they love that straight G shit
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay 'bout it, 'bout it
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they selling
The bitches wanna buy it 'cause they love that straight G shit
Homies all standing around just hanging
Some dope dealing, some gang banging
We decide to roll and we deal
Seen a nigga on Dayton so we creel
Real slow, anywhere you know
I had my double, pointed at his window
He got scared and hit the gas
Right then, I knew I had to smoke his ass
He kept rolling, I jumped in the bucket
We couldn't catch him, so I said "Fuck it"
Then we headed right back to Snoop's
Sweating on the bitches in the Daisy Dukes
We couldn't get no play from the ladies
With seven niggas in the Nav', is you crazy?
She was scared and it was showing
So we all said "Fuck you, bitch" and kept rolling
To the hood, now we was fin' to
Find something else to get into
Like some pussy or in fact
Getting rowdy, shit, but we called it rap pack
On a nigga for nothing at all
Snoop Dogg gets ignant when I'm fucking with my Tank dawgs
I might stumble, but still won't lose
Now I'm draped in my gangsta blues
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's quick to blast you
Fuck with me or C and I'll blast your ass
See, I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep balling
Yo, what the fuck are they yelling?
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay 'bout it, 'bout it
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they selling
The bitches wanna buy it 'cause they love that straight G shit
Gangsta, hold on, Craig B, cut that shit, man
Motherfuck that, man, we need some gangsta shit in this motherfucker
Some of that south shit, you know what I'm saying?
Some of that shit from the thizzurp, whizzord, you heard me?
Here's another gangsta down to ride
A t-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise
He represents the tank, yep, hard to hit
Snoop Dogg and C-Murder with this gangsta shit
Well, I'm C-Murder, the one he talking about
Nigga tried to play me close and got a punch in the mouth
Feds tried to kill me, you know they some haters
I said see you later, jumped in the Navigator
With the 50s in the back, the navy blue top
True niggas on the scene with the triple beam
'Cause I'm the C, fool, I slang and Snoop bang
And I'll smoke a motherfucker like it ain't no thing
To all my bitches, I know you jocking my crew
We wanna fuck you, C, I wanna fuck you, too
You see, No Limit niggas don't take no shit
So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fucking with
'Cause I'm the kind of nigga that's quick to blast
If you fuck with me, I'ma smoke your ass
I don't give a fuck 'cause No Limit stay selling
Now tell me what the fuck are they yelling?
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling
Niggas living rowdy and stay 'bout it, 'bout it
Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they selling
The bitches wanna buy it 'cause they love that straight G shit
If you would've just stayed down and been a motherfucker's
Real partner, you wouldn't have had that problem
But seeing as you wanted to jump ship when you thought the ship
Was sinking, motherfucker, well, I just turned it into a submarine
Went underwater and we came back up with
A periscope looking at your bitch ass
Now you have no paper and you're on a paper caper
Now you're coming up in my face and
You're saying, "Hey, can I hang out?"
I say no, 'cause you ain't got no clout
Bitch, get out
Now I'm tired of all you silly-ass motherfucking paper-chasing hoes
Uh, this has been a public service announcement
From No Limit Records and the Doggy Dogg World
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