Gangsta Gangsta

Yo, man

Aw shit, man, them pinche black gangstas are at it again

Gimme back my purse, gimme my purse

I wonder who they fucked up tonight, man

You, motherfucker

Got him

Pull over to the side right now

Man, fuck them motherfuckers

Yo Dre, gimme a funky-ass bassline

Right here

Here's a little somethin' 'bout a **** like me

Never shoulda been let out the penitentiary

Ice Cube would like to say

That I'm a crazy motherfucker from around the way

Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out

Now, I'm the motherfucker that you read about

Takin' a life or two

That's what the hell I do

You don't like how I'm livin', well, fuck you

This is a gang and I'm in it

My man Dre'll fuck you up in a minute

With a right, left, right, left, you're toothless

And then you say, "Goddamn, they Ruthless"

Everywhere we go, they say ("Damn")

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

And then you realize we don't care

We don't just say, "No"

We're too busy sayin', "Yeah"

About drinkin' straight out the 8 bottle

Do I look like a motherfuckin' role model?

To a kid lookin' up to me

Life ain't nothin' but bitches and money

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

If you fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in ya ass

See, I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bailin' (Bailin')

Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?

Gangsta, gangsta

That's what they're yellin'

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

Gangsta, gangsta

Hopin' you sophisticated motherfuckers hear what I have to say

When me and my posse stepped in the house

All the punk-ass **** start breakin' out

'Cause you know, they know what's up

So we started lookin' for the bitches with the big butt

Like her, but she keep cryin'

I got a boyfriend

Bitch, stop lyin'

Dumb-ass hooker ain't nothin' but a dyke

Suddenly, I see some **** that I don't like

Walked over to 'em and said, "What's up?"

The first **** that I saw, hit him in the jaw

Ren started stompin' 'em and so did E

By that time, got rushed by security

Out the door, but we don't quit

Ren said, "Let's start some shit!"

I got a shotgun and here's the plot

Takin' **** out with a flurry of buckshots

Boom, boom, boom, yeah, I was gunnin'

And then you look, all you see is **** runnin'

And fallin' and yellin' and pushin' and screamin' and cussin'

I stepped back and I kept bustin'

And then I realized it's time for me to go

So I stopped, jumped in the vehicle

It's like this because of that who-ride

N.W.A is wanted for a homicide

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

Fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass

See, I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bailin' (Bailin')

Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?

Gangsta, gangsta

That's what they're yellin'

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

Gangsta, gangsta

He'll tell you exactly how he feel, and don't want a fuckin' thing back

Homies all standin' around, just hangin'

Some dope-dealin', some gang-bangin'

We decide to roll and we deep

See a **** on Dayton's and we creep

Real slow and before you know

I had my shotgun pointed in the window

He got scared and hit the gas

Right then, I knew I had to smoke his ass

He kept rollin', I jumped in the bucket

We couldn't catch him, so I said, "Fuck it"

Then we headed right back to the fort

Sweatin' all the bitches in the biker shorts

We didn't get no play from the ladies

With six **** in a car, are you crazy?

She was scared and it was showin'

We all said, "Fuck you, bitch!"

And kept goin'

To the hood and we was fin' to

Find somethin' else to get into

Like some pussy, or in fact

A bum rush, but we call it rat pack

On a **** for nothin' at all

Ice Cube'll go stupid when I'm full of 8 ball

I might stumble, but still won't lose

Now I'm dressed in the county blues

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

If you fuck wit' me, I'll put my foot in your ass

I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bailin' (Bailin')

Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, cut this shit!

Man, what'cha gon' do now?

What we're gonna do, right here, is go back

How far you goin' back?

Way back

As we go a little somethin' like this

Hit it

Here's a little gangsta, short in size

A t-shirt, Levi's is his only disguise

Built like a tank, yet, hard to hit

Ice Cube and Eazy-E cold runnin' shit

Well, I'm Eazy-E, the one they're talkin' about

**** tried to roll the 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-fo' wit' the

Diamond in the back, sun-roof top

Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean

'Cause I'm the E, I don't slang or bang

I just smoke motherfuckers like it ain't no thing

And all you bitches, you know I'm talkin' to you

We want to fuck you, Eazy

I want to fuck you, too

Because you see, I don't really take no shit

So let me tell you motherfuckers who you fuckin' with

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

If you fuck wit' me, I'll put a foot in your ass

I don't give a fuck 'cause I keep bailin' (Bailin')

Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?

Gangsta, gangsta

That's what they're yellin'

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

Gangsta, gangsta

He'll fuck up you and yours, and anything that gets in his way

Gangsta, gangsta

That's what they're yellin'

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

Gangsta, gangsta

He'll just call you a low-life motherfucker and talk about your funky ways