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Tekst piosenki

Yeah, gangsta music

Gangsta music

Yeah, gangsta music

Gangsta music


[B-Real]

Now in this world you got the pimps, ballers, hustlers and thugs

And they all run the streets and carry heat for trouble to come

There ain't no guarantees for you and me for wealth and prosperity

See we comin up with hustles cause we don't like charity

We only tryin to eat but there's no opportunity

Soon to be public enemy number one a menace of the community

You're bottled up, there's nothin left to do but explode

Whether you self-destruct or win it all you're destined to blow

You make a right or left, when you hit the fork in the road

You take a straight path, or you roll in gangsta mode

There ain't no in-between unless you work for God or the law

Either way, we gettin judged for all the shit that we cause

But hey it's all we knew and all we had for hustlin paper

Figured I'd get it right eventually make amends with my maker

I shift the blade inside the cementery too many times

Thrown in the penitentiary and locked for too many crimes


[Chorus: Bo Roc]

It's that gangstahhh (this is gangsta music)

Gangsta music (that gangsta music)

It's that gangstahhh (uh-huh, uh-huh you heard me, this is gangsta music)

Gangsta music (gangsta music)


[B-Real]

On feet I'm planted firm and for a few there ain't no return

We try to rise up out the gutter, some of us never will learn

We take the hard way and end up in those institutions

Sometimes it's in the blood and for those folks there ain't no solution

My homey's momma told me you need to make a change for the better

Because you'll never make it out of here, you'll be here forever

Stuck in this poverty, there's gotta be another way out of it

Found it in the music in spite of the people that doubted it

Couldn't pull away so easy, seperation is ugly

How could I pull away just knowin that the streets still love me

But the love can be so deadly we ain't talkin romance

Sometimes the streets they need to sacrifice, we takin a chance

It doesn't matter where you're livin, every ghetto's the same

The only thing that's different are these people's faces and names

If I pray to God to give me strength to battle the devil

Maybe I'd hit another level so I could holster my metal


[Chorus]


[B-Real]

This one's dedicated to the soldiers that made it through hell

Cause a bullet never knows about the homies that fell

I seen so many die right on the street from products we sell

And when they smoke you all they leave behind's an empty shell

It ain't worth it but I had to work it, no other choice

Until I heard the voice that told me go write songs with your boys

Cause if you stay behind you might be takin a trip in a hearse

Because somebody's thirst for blood might end up droppin you first

Because we play for keeps so what it means we're playin to win

And if you'd ever been where I've been then you'd never pretend

You've got to be real with homey, no pun intended

And don't kid yourself, cause I don't care if you get offended

If you're affiliated or solo, we all want the same thang

It would be amazing if we was all in the same gang

Might get persecuted at the time we movin to change thangs

It's a brain game, if we never try it's a damn shame


[Chorus] 

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