Mack 10 - Gangsta Shit's Like A Drug Lyrics
F/ tray deee, squeak-ru (of allfrumtha I)[tray deee]Yeah again, another group collaborationVerse one: tray deeeFrom the second I get dressed to get to steepin Im on oneFillin up the 4-4 if pop-po want someI aint runnin from a mother*****erDust a sucker off if he soft then ***** him if he sufferAnother one bites the dust like the song sayBust em in the wrong way, caught up in the gunplayOne day, some say, we all gon dieHuman lives to my eyes, take a size and byeYoure on your own, give em all and go explodeIts a cold that aroze when you chose your clothesBlue or red, who will care if we all was rich?Ballin tills, haulin chickens, flossin gripsI give a damn bout the next fool, my tek ruleOl school nigga bout to take it to the next schoolThis gangsta shit is like drugs, runnin with thugsPuttin slugs in your mother*****in mugChorus: squeak-ru, (tray deee)This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride)And live for the hood to show my love*repeat*(*singing*)This gangsta shit is like a mother*****in gangsta drugCrips and bloods, ooooh*repeat*Verse two: squeak-ruI got to bang on my enemyI got make sure they know, they aint afraid of meSo Im gon ride on they hoodLeavin nuttin but obituaries til they get it understoodYou know that squeak-ru capped emI wantcha homegirl photo book to be full of emIll be the gossip for ya blockWhen yall explain to each other how I creep with the glockThe 4-5 nigga did the damageI took two to da dome, so, nigga, ***** a bandageAnd all you got was a bodybagAccomadations to the morgue, equipped with a toe tagNow you know Im a killerYou cross my name out on the ward, it lets me know yall rememberMashed on your hood and got a trophyIf you really want revenge, nigga, come get meChorusVerse three: mack 10This gangsta shit is a must, and plus I bustAnd puff angel dust for the headrushI like the way the teks spit when Im litI feel like ***** the police and a ***** aint shitPlus I represent my curb to the fullestAnd them, so-called hogs be like track stars when I pull thisBeat out, get the sheet out when I roamCos the first fool caught slippin on my block gettin doneSo ***** a job, dogg, I jacks for my figuresPlus I live by the trigger and I ride for my niggasOn all-gold twisters on a front and back caddyEvery broad in they ghetto wish I was their baby daddySo which lucky ho wanna be miss mack 1-0You gotta have a gang of ass and be a dick-suckin proI wanna down ***** for my bride and when we rideGotta love this gangsta shit and be down for the homicideChorus:This gangsta shit is like a drug, (I got to ride)And live for the hood to show my love*repeat*(*singing*)This gangsta shit is like a mother*****in gangsta drugCrips and bloods, ooooh*repeat x3*[mack 10] rest in peace to all the soldiersWe lost to this gangsta shit
