Lyrics

I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wit' da homies, kinda deep
Huh, Smoking on a Thai stick
Feeling kinda high wit' your passenger seat
Occupied by a fly bitch
Rollin' in your Lo-Lo
Cutlass or your M-C, slap in the hip-hop
To hell with the Temprees
Modern day gangsta from the underground, yeah!
**** roll around wit' the boomin' ass sound
Got the 6-4 kinda low, as we bouncin'
On the Grapevine, rollin' deep to Magic Mountain
Hoes on ya jock everytime ya hit a corner
Because ya rollin' twisted on the gold Daytonas
Frontin' on the regular, talkin' on ya cellular
Actin' like ya don't hear the little bitches yellin' ya
Name at the bus stop, ya don't stop
Ya mash on the gas, roll right by they ass
Slap Dresta in the dash, yeah!
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, uh!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
I got beat for the street, drop a ragtop fo'
Got my strap up under the seat
Just in case I have to check a ho
Menajahtwa on the scene, yeah!
Rollin' through the C-P-T
Turn up the hump sounds, we groovin' to the mellow beat
Mad doggin' like bitches, hittin' me up like I'm a banger
Cause **** can't stand to see us sittin' on some Daynas
Pimpin' game on the fools, runnin' the track thinkin' ya gone
If the twister ain't tweakin', chump you put the lock on it, yeah!
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Beat for the street
I love to hear it pumpin' in my Lo-Lo
Hittin' my switches and runnin' the bitches
And now I'm bustin' mo' hoes
Roll up to the squad meet, hop out and hit the chirp-chirp
Bail in, put on some proper shorts and a proper shirt
Just clownin', 'cause hoes are in the house
Ridin' my dick because I got fame and my name is B.G. Knocc Out
Asking to be in my next video
Got the 7 digits, slap that ass and said "See ya ho"
Now I'm off like a G, flee to the C-P-T
See my **** on the block gettin' tipsy
I pulled up and start tearin' up the street
And guess what's in my motherfuckin' deck?
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Guaranteed to hear somethin' sweet, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
I got beat for the street
To the beach I'll be rollin'
Never see me strollin'
40s I be holdin'
Girls in the Daisies, drive Eazy crazy
Rolled up my windows, as I turned on my A/C
Rollin' down Crenshaw, see tha hoes jockin'
Sunday night's poppin'
See the foes hoppin'
My stereo's bumpin' that A-T-L funk
You can call it what you want
Either way that shit bumps
(Damn right!)
Bein' a gangsta is so neat, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Bein' a gangsta is so neat, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Bein' a gangsta is so neat, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Bein' a gangsta is so neat, yeah!
Gangsta Beat 4tha Street
Written by: Andre Wicker, Antoine Carraby, Arlandis T. Hinton, Eric Pka "easy E" Wright, Makeba Fields, Tanesha L. Hudson, Thom Bell, William Hart
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