Gangsta Boogie

[TWIN LOC]
Gotta watch my back to see these niggas got it fucked up
But I keep my heater on me daily, nigga, what's up? You're fucked up
Then put G-Cell with the .9 Nina
Releasin' vapors on that ass like Biz
This like not misdemeanor (Nuh-huh)
So take notes, I slit throats up of a rhyme biter
Bump your bitch
Just spliff her on 'em all nighter
Gangsta haters
Can't stand to see me comin'
With this TEC-9 creepin', nigga, and straight up dumpin'
Now let's roll
Until you lose control
Steady reachin' for the sky, watch this game unfold
For this real Eastside Rida man, it's all about that cheddar
Tryin' to live my life better
Tryin' to buy them fly sweaters
Throw the Macs in the cut
Keep it right, keep it strong tight
Never lose my head as I be dead, keep my game right
In the city there's no pity
So I exercise my game
Better watch your front 'cause I be back
Crippin' it up again

[Chorus]:
Up jump tha boogie, to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie, to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie, to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie, to the gang bang boogie (Boogie, boogie, boogie, haha!)
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop

[MAC-11]
Lord have mercy on a young black
I shoot up shit with the TEC then where my pride at?
My will is empty all I do is 'pose I'm daydreamin'
I've seen it all but couldn't tell you what life mean
What's my purpose?
Once I sit, hittin' and hurt and suffer
I show no love for these
Busta-ass motherfuckers
Convicted felon criminal minded that can't get a job
So when I'mma hungry do I starve to death or [?] robs
Oh my God
I only call on You when I need ya
You know a nigga get you high back before he feature
The only child runnin' wild still on parole
I got a son he don't know me
And he's 4 years old
Sadness and madness, this hurt me in the worst ways
The jury say I missed all my son birthdays
Moment of silence means quiet on the fuckin' set
Lord, please, don't let my son walk my footsteps
He couldn't handle it
He see too many crucifies
Plus, he got to be proud of his friends high and close his eyes
And bless his momma, she's a money hungry lyin' rat
Didn't mean to call her that
But, damn, that's how the FUCK she act
I've been locked down for three long whole summers
Fuck the block they takes the motherfuckin' phone number
I'm needin' help but can't did it from a damned soul
But the homie
And they just gave him life without parole
Lord have mercy

[BIG FREEZE]
For sure when I bust verbally
[?], label me a threat to society
Maybe it's because I spit with force
Or I'm too
Underground of being seen in their Source, Magazine
But well of course I take one of those AK machine fullies
With the 15 round clip and an infrared beam
Crime scene
Known fellas, death strugglers
A gang that's representer by players, killers and hustlers, now bustas
Get beat down, stomped out and jacked
Act anybody and they tell you Watts niggas it's like that, in fact
I don't know no more niggas like my niggas old schools squads
Rhyme besides the robbers with the
50 caliber
Semi-automatics can't stop
Refused to quit, we gotta let these busters have it
Tragically seem shattered dreams and infrared beams
Screamin' breakin' the demons
Tryna stake by all means
And I know I'mma have to pop just to protect my turf
Or be a bitch and tryna creep and wind up in a hearse
Oh no, not Freeze, I keeps it real, no fakin'
'Cause the hood is for death, loc
I just can't shake this is talent
We was raised by G's
From the good old days
Laced with this gangsterism just playin' these cold ways
How crime pays and fully K's mean power
Trippin' a few on island? in that ass some lead shower
And that adds up the mo' death
Mo' tape empty shells and my soul might burn in Hell
I can't tell you to outcome 'cause I don't know
But one thing I know for sure was everybody gots to go

[Chorus]:
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop
I say up jump tha boogie to the gang bang boogie
To the rhythm of the streets, it don't stop (Boogie hahahahahahaha, yeah)