Gangsta Muzik

[Intro:]
Nutty nut nut
Dedicated to those real mothafuckas
That real shit
Dropping that real gangsta musik
Must droppers
This shit ain't ever gonna stop

[Verse 1:]
It's the image and the style
Of the Vegas town lyricist
Close you're mothafucking eyes
Use your mind every time you're hearing us
See we carry the torch
The game of lyrical sport
2nd, 3rd and 4th ain't really important
See my style is immortal the human rap (?)
Use your dime and your quarter somebody call up a coroner
Cus I just murdered somebody
Somebody angrily hurted me
Pierce anybody and giving lyrical surgery
The state of emergency
You're feeling the urgency
Certainly hurting when I'm unleashing it verbally
Exposing anatomy, suckaz who battle me
Heavily heated when I'm dispersing vocabulary
The reason the man is buried
(?)
He's crazy to battle someone he knows he's not better than
Adrenaline runnin the itchy finger is dropping
Exchange money for murder Romero sweep from the Glock
I got you asleep in the coffin
Romero did the autopsy
Romero murdered your posse
At the speed in velocity
Can't be caught by no camera
When I'm unloading these cannons
Taking advantage letting'em have it, letting'em have it!

[Verse 2:]
Thanks to this gangsta muzik
Even these studio g's could abuse it
Talk about how they gon' fued
And what they gon' do when ain't gonna do shit
Ain't killin nothing won't let nothing die
I ain't the type that'll pass by
Watching my enemies flash nines
Having no respect gotta blast mine
Popo's bringing up past crimes
When it's time to serve and it's my word against theres "So?"
So what I'mma do when I'm caught chalk it up to life and death
What else I'mma do
Imma lie quick
Cus I ain't the ni*** to dry snitch
Everyone understand
Nuff respect Nut Klan
Murderous clique I rise with
If it ain't NK (?)
Don't mean shit without the NK
Cus we put it down in the first place
Breaking them off in the worst ways
In the state abide this n*** pipe bomb
In the North Side that's where I'm from
With the Clika One that'll hit then run
Hit the siramics and hit the blunt
Screaming out loud when I buck the chrome
Fuck Ronnie G. Records, Fuck Stone
Only stone I know is P. Stone
Ain't no love in these streets holmes

[Verse 3:]
Clik' 1 with the NK given'em the gangsta shit
To bump when they rolling gangsta thick
Up in the gangster whip
The criminal shit to get'em bent
Like a cigarette get wet it's double dipped
Take a hit the fuckin pen is a clip
I'm ready to spit
Too many mothafuckas wanna get with the Clique
And that's bullshit
Full clips I pull quick for popping off a loose lip
That's what these fools get
Kickin back with the murderous ones and the ones From Clik' 1
Twistin a tounge and twisting up a big fat philly blunt
Given it up givin a fuck in the cut
With the dub and there's seven of us

[Verse 4:]
Recognized mothafucka adding fire to the flame
In my murderous affiliates heavy in the game
Niggas get the bang when they speak a n***'s name
With enough artillery to kill a motherfucking gang
In a warfare
Don't make mistaking
Then no worries no cares
No one will survive when the n*** get the busting 4-5s
"What!"
My murderous clique
With damage I speak
And when my melody hum it's for my n*** Nutty Nut Nut

[Chorus] (Repeat)
Gangsta Gangstas Musik
Nut Nut Nut Nutty Nut Nutty Nut Nut
To Survive
Mexicans Ride
It's Homicide
Suicide

[Verse 5:]
If it wasn't for Gangsta Musik, B'
I would probably be struggling
Suffering some kinda consequences
Dead or in the penitentiary
Instead the BSTL and even try to see recognition on BET
And when it's mission accomplished
For sure I'll regulate a future my family
First I give thanks to the man of the well for giving me the gift for the twist of this tounge
Showing me nothing but love
Blessing me with breath every day to the top of my lungs
Thanks to this gangsta symphony
Many soldiers done graduated to be OG's
Then retire these road wrapped
And these pistols to try to make peace in these streets

[Verse 6:]
On these streets with this gangsta shit
I got gang of bitches on my dick and gang if gangstas wanna trip
6 in the coupe with a doja spliff
And I'mma hold the hit the way I hold the grip
And I'mma blow this bitch
One in the hole two in the gauge
Get in the way and get got with the spraying
Bad Boy be banging Clik One be the gang
It's my gangsta ways mothafucka!
I'm strapped to the fullest with the murderous clique
Spitting starting shit hitting hard and slick
Mobbing the fuck outta St. Quinton
With a mean mug and a clean hit that's some G shit

[Verse 7:]
Much love to the streets
All the pressures from the Barrio
Ghetto children going through the hard times
Living the hard life it ain't easy believe me
We're murdered through the struggle everybody gotta be real
And keep it real I bumped up
N.W.A and the Geto Boyz made hella noise
When I was coming up in the City of Angeles
Thinking about the ghetto and the gang shit I hauled
Gotta hustle every day to get paid
Form the cradle to the grave
Got some gangstas
(?)
Raised in a killa field AKA The Death
Mess you up with my ghetto fist
Living ghetto fabulous
Incase you missed of what I represent
So I speak gangsta madness

[Chorus] (Repeat)
Gangsta Gangstas Musik
Nut Nut Nut Nutty Nut Nutty Nut Nut
To Survive
Mexicans Ride
It's Homicide
Suicide

Ey, it's suicide tryna fuck with us...