Gangsta Track 2

Straight motherfuckin' ballin'

Part two still ballin'

Corrupt up in this motherfuckin'

Westside.

Ever since a **** was a seed

Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary

Still ballin', ridin' on these **** cause they lame

In a 6'1", Chevy still heavy in this gat, can you

Feel me? Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug

****, I up before the sunrise

Quicker than a drug dealer

Tell me if it's somethin'

****, then we burst a broad

Bust on these bitch made ****

Hit em up

West side ain't nobody

Love me as I'm broke

**** finger on the trigger

Lord forgive me if I

Slow ****, I let

My females track

Lil' fucker from the back

I get my currency in stacks

California's where I'm at

Ridin', pass by

While these **** wonder why

I got shot but didn't die

Let em see who's next to try

Did I cry? Hell nah, ****

Tears shed for all my homies in the pen

In the pen, many beers

They **** still ballin'

Till the day I die

You could bring your crew, but we remain true

Motherfuckers still ballin', **** wonder why

Now everybody wanna see us dead

You murder on the front page

Shot the death bullets to the head

**** holla at my name

And it's similar, waiting motherfuckers

Never come till they run into they grave

Watch Swoot damn with my **** from the back

Cause the fuck I'm give a fuck

When you killin' ****, we a blast

Keep pumpin', they worry about, nothin'

But the story was frontin', so we loaded, keep goin'

I feel heat everywhere

**** see me up in the streets

I don't tweak, speak it straight

Only eight under the seat, match

Mission mode, my thoughts with holy pots

And plans for scams

Money bags a gold roll and collide

Homicide, five for side

Thug life and dog pound on this midnight ride

Ever since we hit the road, we got station

With no hesitation, make moves

Take a move to too smooth, be elaborate

Your slow like motion

Focus on the money that's made

And sip on this poisonous potion

Grandma get you got, too much heat, too hot

It's shank, it's shot, indulging in this poisonous plot

Frame and fortune, fortune from game

Wheat and zag, endless amounts of cash

Zags is all the same, ain't shit ever gon' change

As long as this money takes change, ****