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it's dat gangsta shit - daz dillinger lyrics

[intro]
ahhh sh-t (woo!)
yeah, you know we up in this motherf-cker
you know what i mean?
dogg-motherf-ckin’-house

[chorus]
you can’t tell me sh-t, get pistol whipped
f-ck what you say, it’s the gangsta sh-t
we the gangsta cl!ck, kickin’ gangsta sh-t
f-ck what you say, get pistol whipped

[daz dillinger]
put your khaki’s and your blue rags and your chuck’s on
it’s dat n-gga daz, we rollin’ in a black brougham
rollin’ just gettin’ domed
just like a packed tail n-gga, cause i got to roam
holdin’ my own, step the wrong way, you’ll get blown
cha-pow n-gga, you’re gone
look out – stoned out, bombed out
with the n-ggas, we run my neighborhood with major clout
on this – paper route, street grindin’
blindin’ y’all n-ggas when we thug it out
rip it out, dip it out, shippin’ it all out
n-gga we outta here
we stone cold fools, for the cream
supreme team, with billion dollar dreams
with trillion dollar schemes
with a infra-blue beam
stickin’ and whippin’ n-ggas just for cream
see i’m a dogg pound mobster, boogie monster
chest stomper, dat n-gga daz always into somethin’
here you go, you hear my b-ss bumpin’
stompin’, like n.w.a. i’m into somethin’
ha ha, see, the boys in the hood is way too hard
21st, the loc’est n-gga on the boulevard

[chorus]
you can’t tell me sh-t, get pistol whipped
f-ck what you say, it’s the gangsta sh-t
we the gangsta cl!ck, kickin’ gangsta sh-t
f-ck what you say, get pistol whipped

[crystal]
this gang bangin’ ain’t stoppin’
‘fore you know it i’ll be up on the top
ballin’ way outta control whether you like me or not
i’m silky smooth with the gangsta groove, i’ll make you move
don’t give a f-ck what you say, that’s just my att-tude
on the west, b-tches don’t play that sh-t
n-gga bounce, gotta ounce?, n-gga blaze that sh-t
ah sh-t, b-tches wanna play me for a fool
so i – act a fool, i’m too hot to keep cool
they wanna know where i got it, don’t worry ’bout sh-t
just know i’m ’bout that ’bout it
if a b-tch blow up in this game, don’t doubt it
eliminatin’ b-tch n-ggas cause the game’s too crowded
if you see me blast off like a heat seeker, hummin’
if the earth started shake, you know i’m comin’
runnin’ sh-t, like it’s s’posed to be
i’m takin’ off on any trick tryin’ to get close to me

[daz dillinger]
-cha-pow-
(shoot ’em, shoot ’em up)
up jump the boogie to the boogie
to bang bang to the boogie, bang bang
(shoot ’em, shoot ’em up)
up jump the boogie to the boogie
to bang bang to the boogie, bang bang
(shoot ’em, shoot ’em up)
up jump the boogie to the boogie
to bang bang to the boogie, bang bang
(shoot ’em, shoot ’em up)
up jump the boogie to the boog-idy-bee
(snoop dogg!)

[snoop dogg]
it’s the mythological, chronical, diabolicle
pyschological, make a model hoe f-ck a g
polish ya, demolish ya, turn you all into particles
shade tree n-ggas in the game, i lose ’em like follicles
but that goes in pathetico, vaticles into articles
read ’bout particles, and i heard that i shot a few
but that’s what you gotta do when you’re livin’ so radical
from me to you my n-gga, never yap without your gat fool
bang bang, we don’t play
we f-ckin’ ’em up er’day, that’s why you got carried away
i guess you got carried away, but it’s alright, it’s okay
cause we gon’ play er’day, i’ll cut you like a dj
-r-r-roa- – cut so fresh
better yet, i’ll put a slug in your chest – yep
and then i’ll blind you, bleed you, guide you and mislead you
tape you, strip you, rape you, then proceed to –
put yo’ -ss up under the dirt (uh hu)
no more pain and no more hurt
i jerk that jerk up out of his skirt
snoop dogg stay puttin’ in work, motherf-cker

[crystal]
run up and get dropped
stop and get popped
me and my n-ggas, we don’t stop, won’t stop
run up and get dropped
stop and get popped
me and my n-ggas, we don’t stop, won’t stop
run up and get dropped
stop and get popped
me and my n-ggas, we don’t stop, won’t stop
run up and get dropped
stop and get popped
me and my n-ggas, we don’t stop, won’t stop

[chorus]
you can’t tell me sh-t, get pistol whipped
f-ck what you say, it’s the gangsta sh-t
we the gangsta cl!ck, kickin’ gangsta sh-t
f-ck what you say, get pistol whipped

- daz dillinger lyrics

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