作词 : Davis, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... Chorus: D-Shot, E-40 We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) (D-Shot) Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go 'head and take one I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum with double (??), I got a (??) in the garage And ready to mob, so get the ****** up out of Dodge before I trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip One slip of the tongue'll get your monkey ass hung Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank and one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint (The Mossie) So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared You dread the day we pull out the glock display One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster ************t Break a ************, hog ******z take a ************t Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster ************t Break a ************, hog ******z take a ************t Chorus (E-40) Wha-da-da-dey, wha-da-da-da-dang Hustlin on the thirteen-hundred block slangin 'caine Call (??) ************ (??) (??) (??) with walkie-talkies and po-po scanners on the lookout for the pigs I make long bread, I brought big cars Everybody know the hustle, it's like I'm a movie star but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about "Can I borrow some fetti? Loan me a dimepiece til the first" and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass ain't got no money in yo' purse? "Nah but I got a Bic" A Bic? Some ****fiend matches, a little bit of that and she'll suck yo' ************ She's a bootch, she fat, she out there bad I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the devil pleaser The neighborhood head doctor, I give a ****** about a chickenhead cluck I'm tryin to get papered up, I'm gangsterous Chorus (The Mossie) We import chickens from the Japanese Drop 'em off to the young homies If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen By all means makes ******z buy cream from us Triple beam dreams is a mother****** must We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck If a ****** cross game they get ripped and bucked (D-Shot) Buck 'em up, lay 'em down ******, we for the figures If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger Cough it up ******, we want the combo to the safe Give it up ******, before I catch a murder case (The Mossie) (??) it up ******, ain't no survivors so realize it A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl Bust 'em down, bag 'em up and serve the whole damn world
作词 : Davis, Kante, Stevens, Stevens ... Chorus: D-Shot, E-40 We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) We gangsterous, we gangsterous (gangsterous) (D-Shot) Well let me start again with a stiff chin, go 'head and take one I just begun, to break yo' ass off a lump sum with double (??), I got a (??) in the garage And ready to mob, so get the ****** up out of Dodge before I trip, and slap yo' ass with this new grip One slip of the tongue'll get your monkey ass hung Two lungs is what it takes to inhale the dank and one cap is all it takes to put you in the paint (The Mossie) So beware, to stare, in the glare, of this infrared You dread the day we pull out the glock display One way, is what your headed down, we got the pound So bow down, and give me the ball because we on the mound Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster ************t Break a ************, hog ******z take a ************t Pitchin heat, finsta treat you to this gangster ************t Break a ************, hog ******z take a ************t Chorus (E-40) Wha-da-da-dey, wha-da-da-da-dang Hustlin on the thirteen-hundred block slangin 'caine Call (??) ************ (??) (??) (??) with walkie-talkies and po-po scanners on the lookout for the pigs I make long bread, I brought big cars Everybody know the hustle, it's like I'm a movie star but in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam Jumpers be knockin on my bedroom window with they cats with they friendly spook on talkin about "Can I borrow some fetti? Loan me a dimepiece til the first" and I be like, you mean to tell me yo' uppity ass ain't got no money in yo' purse? "Nah but I got a Bic" A Bic? Some ****fiend matches, a little bit of that and she'll suck yo' ************ She's a bootch, she fat, she out there bad I promise you somethin proper Lil' Diva, the devil pleaser The neighborhood head doctor, I give a ****** about a chickenhead cluck I'm tryin to get papered up, I'm gangsterous Chorus (The Mossie) We import chickens from the Japanese Drop 'em off to the young homies If they come up short, we breakin knees, spines and spleens Killers on the team greated at the age of thirteen By all means makes ******z buy cream from us Triple beam dreams is a mother****** must We slide through in a tough, black Expedition truck If a ****** cross game they get ripped and bucked (D-Shot) Buck 'em up, lay 'em down ******, we for the figures If your money bigger, we got yo' head behind the trigger Cough it up ******, we want the combo to the safe Give it up ******, before I catch a murder case (The Mossie) (??) it up ******, ain't no survivors so realize it A half a ki, in the trunk is all mine, so penalize it I hit the block, serve a flock of that, good white girl Bust 'em down, bag 'em up and serve the whole damn world
