Gangsta Gangsta

Here's a little something 'bout a brother like me

Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary

Ice Cube would like to say, that I'm a crazy mother from around the way

Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out

Now I'm the type of punk that you read about

Doing a crime or two, that's what the hell I do

You don't like how I'm living? Well ****

This is a crew, and I'm in it

My man Dre'd knock you out in a minute

With a right, left, right, left you toothless

And then you say, "Damn, they ruthless"

We make you say it again-gain (Damn)

N.W.A.'s messing up the program

And then you realize we don't care, we don't just say no

We're too busy saying, yeah

About drinking straight out the eighth bottle

Tell the truth, do I look like a role model?

To a kid looking up to me, life ain't nothing but girls and money

'Cause I'm the type of brother that's built to last

We had some in the present, some in the past

But I don't give a damn, 'cause I keep bailing

Yo, tell 'em what they yelling

Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling

It's not about a salary, it's all about reality

Gangsta, gangsta

Homies all standing around, just hanging

Some dope dealing, some gang banging

We decided to roll and we deep

See a sucker on Daytons and we creep

Real slow and before you know

I had my AK pointed in the window

Check it in, punk, or I might blast

He got scared and hit the gas

We tried to catch him but you all know

You can't catch a five point oh, so

We headed right back to the fort

Sweating all the girls in the biker shorts

We didn't get no play from the ladies

With six thugs in the car, are you crazy?

She was scared, and it was showin'

We all said, ****, and kept going

To the hood and we was fixin' to

Look for something else to get into

Like a new female or in fact

A bum rush, but we call it rat pack

On a sucka for nothing at all

Ice Cube will go stupid when I'm full of Eight Ball

I might stumble but still won't lose, now I'm dressed in the county blues

'Cause I'm the type of brother that's built to last

We had some in the present, some in the past

But I don't give a damn, 'cause I keep bailing

Yo, tell 'em what they yelling

Here's a little gangster short in size

A T-shirt and Levi's is his only disguise

Built like a tank yet hard to hit

Ice Cube and Eazy E cold rocking it

Well I'm Eazy E, the one they talking about

Sucka tried to roll a dice and just crapped out

Police tried to roll, so it's time to go

I creeped away real slow and jumped in the six four

With the (Diamond in the back, sun roof top)

Digging the scene with the gangster lean

'Cause I'm the E, I don't sling or bang, I just knock suckas out like it ain't no thing

And all the ladies, you know I'm talking to you

(We love you Eazy) Yeah, I love you too

Because you see, you know I got to be legit

So let me tell you stupid suckas who you messing with

'Cause I'm the type of brother that's built to last

We had some in the present, some in the past

But I don't really care, 'cause I keep bailing

Yo, tell 'em what they yelling

Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling

It's not about a salary, it's all about reality

Gangsta, gangsta

Gangsta, gangsta, that's what they yelling

It's not about a salary, it's all about reality

Gangsta, gangsta