intro: yo yo this ones called um.. the real gangster huh chorus: she don't know why but all she knows is that her youngest child is a real gangster now
[Chorus:] She don't know why But all she knows is that her youngest child is a real gangsta now you see... [Verse 1:] He was a good kid all through elementary
1st verse: yo yo this one called Real Gangsta ha. He was a good kid off to elementery,A's and B's and had no enemies,but he saw all the G's as he walked
Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain
red's all they know But not our luck, tonight we was real fucked Broke down an alley and we instantly had to duck Fuckin' police on a gang sweep No time
livin? and makin a lotta mil Watch that cat, send thugs to stop that cat But niggas like him always got the gat Gotta take 'em off, gotta play them all real
I be signin' autographs, spend a gang of G's While you walkin' round broke, nobody knows ya Lookin' like you smoked a whole sack of doja Outside in the parking
North side hoe, South side hoe East side hoe, West side hoe North side hoe, South side hoe East side hoe, West side hoe Where dem gang, gang signs (Show
duty, we must remind you Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park Hip hop was set out in the park We used to do it out in the
' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they'd run it up We still right here don't fresh your luck Homey, I'm tired of the cowards parkin
stay strapped You take another step and I'll move you eight back For the money I mean mug You hog and I'll hold a grudge I'll meet you in the parking
lady in Oklahoma Put that pussy in a coma Met this lady in Michigan I can't wait 'til I fuck that bitch again Met a real black girl down in south Carolina
in Oklahoma put that pussy in a coma Met this lady in Michigan, I can't wait till I fuck that bitch again Met a real black girl in South Carolina Fucked
more stripe than the bengals No need for the gang sign I'm using my trigga finga [happy p] Now won't you roll one Po the four one Sometimes I'm real
count of 2 and beat me to the g .i got a thug that holla whut we the one that momma warned me bout. do you know how ?? do it down south. gang clippa
caught at the light The house party or the neighborhood park Mr. X marks the spot then pops the mark Turn your whole neighborhood to a parkin' lot I
, from my block to yo block, I'm thugged out I'm realizin' its some soljas Down South Scream it loud, if you the meanest nigga Affiliated with guns, gang
VERSE 1:: Came from tha boogie down, Straight to Agg-town Hat drop it low, That?s how I choose to roll now, Had to leave the mall, 9 o clock tha Parks
