Gangstas, Ballas, Hustlaz, Playaz

Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Now ain't this a bitch Them niggas got my name In some police shit I don't sell no crack But I can sell you some raps I've did that shit for 12 years And all I got was 12 years worth of fuckin tears I lost my cars, I lost my cribs I got shot a bunch of times Friends told on friends My baby momma say that she loves me Then I got them hoes up in the street that want to fuck me And ride around in my shit intel they free to suck my dick Lickin on my balls, cause I took them all to the mall Baby, I'm a millionaire call me a boss player I had fun on the run So this is for the Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas I'm tired stayin up late, I done lost to much weight And peepin out the window every 15 mother fuckin minutes I'm tired of Babys askin me were I'm goin to Am I comin home, (I HOPE I DO) When I see your next Birthday Baby I can't say, I play out these hills Just to see another year, every gangster likes hoes, and clothes and cars I can't be your daddy and a fuckin rap star Black folks keep strugglin to make it And everything we get, the police try to take it They want to find out how I am livin down south And send me to the feds, and a auction on my house Put my name in the newspapers, call me a mince And send me to the pin, with a mandatory 10 I ain't proud of won't I did, I ain't mad cause I done it The cookies make the cakes, and cakes make the money Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas So you think want to be like Mr. Mother fuckin Biggs, huh You want your head full of gray hair You want to shot niggas and get shot up Then take your stupid ass right there and do it then I might get a chance to see the streets before I'm old Keep a clean record they might give me parole 50/50 chance that I make it, I don't know, I know I am ready to leave But they ain't ready to let me go I am on my bed, thinking about some shit a bitch done said I'm sittin down on my walk, with a number on my forehead Dogg, this shit has got me in some danger, my mother fuckin gangstas niggas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas Gangstas, Gangstas Ballaz, Ballaz Hustlaz, Hustlaz Playas, Playas