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Lirik Lagu That Ain't Gangsta - 50 Cent

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Verse 1:How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?you gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?I represent niggas in the hood gettin' richman, I stack chips and I unload clipsafter 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hardsome niggas started fightin', some niggas found Godyou know me, started sellin' leek in the yardyo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummersbig as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbersdamm Dog, you been in here that long?you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wronga convo is only three words, "yo whattup"you ain't gotta work out to leave this bitch cut uplet a nigga find out you on some goin' home shitand you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shitsome niggas beat cases on the strength of they creamafter the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they teamI'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never failsa nigga I got beef with end up in the same jailhe had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lyeI sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his highand when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you downniggas you think is real really can't hold they ownI'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone homein here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chromeit's similar, infact they'll both split ya domescars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
Chorus -You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
Verse 2:You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lockI stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulationwhen I walk by, niggas like "Fifty don't play Son""yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga..."max out, I'm goin' straight for the glockbust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the blockthe things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eatdown goes the window....out goes the heatI'll make the whole block look like a fuckin' trackmeetsome get it in the leg, some get it in the backsome get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmaxnigga pump my packs or pay poor taxit's extortion, it happens in the hood oftenclaim more lives than choices, free abortionsRich Nice says I got a problem with the dice'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twiceI rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shitthat 9mm Ruger to your knot shitsee the difference is I'm real and you not, kidI still stash crack money in my sock, shitya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clipsleave with your blood on my mink in the drop SixGuiliani and Pataki can't stop thissince '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
Chorus5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!What the fuck you know about that?