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Just Another Gangsta

Birdman
Ah ya ya ya ya
Ya ya (Bitch!)
Nino
(D-Rock, D-Rock, D-Rock)

I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag)

240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
They respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag

Y'all chase bitches, I chase bags
Shopping up in Bally slippers for the swag
And I just got a new crib, 'cause I was thuggin'
Had to get it how I live
Me and my cousin had to write our own scripts
So we went to hustlin'
We was smart when we was buyin' cars
Stayed in our budget
Can't do nothin' from behind bars
Nothing but suffering
I know criminals in all the wards
And I don't judge 'em (And I don't judge 'em)
MVP, I'm on some James Harden shit
And fuck a 9-5
I'm on some money-ployed instead of unemployed
You got your money in your bag, bitch I need a forklift
I ain't good with falling off, I'm tryna make the Forbes list (Aye)

I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag)

240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
They respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag

250 on the whip, 100 on the tag
That Gucci with the cash, 200 on the dash
Bad foreign bitch with the curves and all
She love a real nigga, shot-call and ball
See, my bloods been poppin' from my neck of the woods
And then we came up ice rockin', put the candy on wood
Put the stuntin' in full, it's all gravy and good
Put potatoes on the 9, nigga fuck 'em we do it
Shine is a must, the people we duck
We chalk a nigga down while we standin' 'em up
I'm just a 3rd world nigga, big money I make
We come from the bottom, nigga survive and make it

I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag)

240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
They respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag

Had to learn my own craft, I was on the wrong path
I was out here livin' dirty 'til I took a long bath
I done got my shit together, now I got my own staff
'Bout to fuck my right hand man up 'cause that nigga want half
He see me in my new 'fit, this shit just ain't
This make them bad bitches get close like they kin to me
G-code in my bones, ain't no fuckboy in my tones
And I always keep tools with me in case anything go wrong
These boys and these niggas, they gon' talk shit when I'm gone
Three bitches who fuck with me gon' text message my phone (Bitch!)
They wanna knock me off my throne
Try, try, try, but they can't take me out of my zone

I pull up in that Ya, 240 on the dash (Yeah)
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
Son'ing these, they respect me like a dad (Bitch!) (Say that!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag (Jag) (Real outlaw shit)
(No lie) (All this shit)
240 on the dash
Smart nigga, I could make a treasure out of trash
They respect me like a dad (Bitch!)
Just another gangsta, yeah woahdy I'm a jag

Original Hot Boyz shit
Ya heard me? Solid like a rock
Yeah, stand tall in the fall
Chopper with the sticks, bananas (Bitch!)