Artist: Ese 40'z Ft. Lazy Blue Devil & Payaso NBG
Song: You Say You A Gangsta
Album: Ese 40 Oz. Jointz
Year: 2015

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-Lyrcis-

“You Say You A Gangsta”

(Lazy Blue Devil – Verse One)
Sick of these muthafuckas… Woofin bout what they do…
“L.B.D.”… New shit… Blue shit… “Hate Proof”…
Ain’t you… Ain’t you… Scared cuz we come up…
Shoot up… Shoot up… Gun up.. Gun up…
Yes I dare you… If you run up… Run up…
Coming through… Nothing to lose… Making my moves…
“??”… You fools… “Hate Proof” always keeps it ghetto foo…
“Nasty” thuggin… It ain’t nothing…
Come with us and watch us function…
Drink a brew and pass the blunt…
You see “Lazy” rappin… Cuz he “??”… Smoking smoke…
Take a shot or take a toke… Find a bitch to fully poke…
Overdose on over flows… Hella faded… Hella thrown…
“Fabens” king is coming home… Hide your face and watch your tone…
Me and “Chubbz” again… It’s on...
Try to hide… But we to strong… Fully grown…
“??”… Fuck the world and “??”…
Gangstas scared to ride alone… Gangstas scared to ride alone…

(You Say You A Gangsta – Hook)
You say you a gangsta… That don't impress me none…
You say you a gangsta… Ain't seen a thing you done…
I do it all on myself…I ain't getting help…
From no one… From no one…

(Payaso – Verse Two)
Real gangstas… N.B.’s up…
Real thuggin… Why you buggin??
Gangstas can’t see us… Be mugging… How we do…
Staying true… To the grey and the blue…
Just a few… Fuck your whole crew… Real recognize real…
And I don’t know you… Fuck what they told you…
Hate Proof’s bringing straight truth… And they hold you…
At the bottom… And we got um tied up… And we shot um…
Never stopping… Till we see um hiding… Plotting…
And we do it… And we do it…
“??” Thought that you fuckin knew it…

(Ese 40’z –Verse Three)
Gangstas down to ride… This “N.B.G.” on mine…
I rep from the gate… Muthafuckas wanna hate… Wanna walk by all the time…
Chunkin up a set… Wanna try to pump fear…
But I chunk it right back… Fool I’m right here…
Spit that shit… That you can’t get near…
On the side talkin shit… With a bottle full of beer…
But you said you is a gangsta… You run up kind of slow…
I’m strolling past these muthafuckin haters… Who don’t know…
Loccs on my face… Ben D’s creased…
Double “S” placed… On the side of my cheeks…
This life every day… Twenty-five-eight creep…
In the land of the lost… Where they gnash and they weep…

(You Say You A Gangsta – Hook) 1X

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