(INTRO: YO GOTTI)
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affilliated with them aphiliates
And this is gangsta shit

(HOOK: YO GOTTI)
Gloc 40, dope money make my pance sag
White tee, red hat, no flag
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Rolley watch, yo chain ain't shinig like mine
I'm in the club & they ain't throwing no signs
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

(VERSE: YO GOTTI)
I'm a gasta n***a, I got a gansta grill
A n***a signed with stunna got like a half of mill
Alot hating they don't wanna see a gangsta chill
But fuck it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no ganstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta image
N***as rap about bricks then they get all excited
I rap bout dope cause I sold & pray I don't get endited
And I ain't throwing no signs, claiming no colors or shit
But got that p-90 rouger & it can get ugly in this bitch
My city watching my rearview, I'm speaking in codes
Cause I'm a gansta & I stay in gangsta mode
Look I'm a gansga

(HOOK: WEBBIE)
Wife beater, with $600 pance on, 100 grand long
N***a I know what the fans want
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Take this rap & this fame shit from me
Security & jewlery, iron all a n***a really need
N***ai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

(VERSE: WEBBIE)
Feast your eyes on a g, you suprised yeah it's me
Keep my eyes in the mirror, 4-5 on my seat
Ride mine on them feet, I can ride on any street
I ain't even gotta hide from a n***a cause I'm street
I'm a die up in these streets I got my mind made up
All my n***as k-ed up, ready for what for what ever come
Yeah a n***a getting money stunting ain't no thing to me
Dem hoes saw my phantom coming thougth I was jermaine dupree
Just hollered at my n***a b, I told it's time to roll
He told me n***a I kno, I told him n***a let's go
Gangsta musik 2 let's give the streets thath on there
And I bet a million real n***as go get this bitch of the shelf
And bet lil n***as will love to, stop me & my lil thug to
Trill fenta lock it, bitch watch it me & my lil thug to
Everybody show us love, so us we just show them love to
You fuck with a busta, we bust him up, you get drugged to

(HOOK: LIL BOOSIE)
Tanktop, big rocks, big Glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
N***ai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real n***as, real bitches feel that

N***ai'm a keep it gangsta (boosie talking during hook):
I'm a keep it gangsta what up drama
I'm a keep it gangsta this is what n***as been waiting for
I'm a keep it gangsta check it out look

(VERSE: LIL BOOSIE)
I spit this shit from the bottom of my stomach
So try some I knock the bottom out ya stomach
It ain't nothig, momma like ooh my baby boy thuging
In love with guns & he can't stop clubing
Never could tell him nothing
Fuck real g's, with big nuts who flip keys on highways
Player made n***as, man who flip hoes off myspace
Luxery in driveways let your roof back n***a
That half of pill ain't doing the job, then throw ya two back n***a
My time to shine n***as playing, but I'm bout my bussines
Lats to drop, but off the top, the whole world know I'm the sickest
Red monkey's to dickies, n***a got every color
From yo stae to 28, n***as got many hustles
My brothers the trill fam, love me because I'm loyal
Duke keep his shit straped, because my watch will get me kidnaped, from my block to yo trap
N***as heads get bust, feds get dust
My trill n***as out here ready to bust
It's gansta

(HOOK: LIL BOOSIE)
Tanktop, big rocks, big Glocks
I'm a get rich or die tryna make it to the top
N***ai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

Life stories, real shit, real facts
Real n***as, real bitches feel that
N***ai'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta
I'm a keep it gangsta

(OUTRO: DJ DRAMA talking at the end of the song)
Dj drama! A.M.G.!
Qaulity street music
They can't fuck with us! (GANSTA GRIZZIL)