You'z a Ganxta

Psych!  Oh no!

It's '98 y'all and we got some new shit

What we say? Yes (Haha)

Fade the world in this motherfucker

That's right, ah ha

Check it out

Fuck what you heard baby

I'm DJ Quik

Whether on TV or in these streets

I'm still the shit

I went from drinkin' 8 Ball and makin' demos

To drinkin' Hennessy and Chivas Regal

In the back of the limo

Gettin' my issue in life, you can't hate that

And when I tell 'bout yourself, ****

You can't take that

'Cause y'all be cross fadin' if you don't understand

You got a side and I got one

But you be crossin' over here to see

What's in my hand

Yeah, but that's cool too, I gets my money

On the double, that's what I do

Hit them brown bubbles and avoidin' trouble

Hoes to choose with nothin' to lose

And a million motherfuckers wanna

Be in my shoes, but you don't understand

Beyond the parties and cheer

I been broke my whole career

Breakin' bread with my peers

Bought a '96 Impala, the new double S

Before the twenty thousand mile mark

I gave it to 'sis

I could never bust a new shoe

If my nephews ain't got 'em

Fila, Jumpman, Cortez, yeah

I'm comin' out the pocket

Put my homies in the hood up on it

When I'm around

'Cause there's a difference between

Bein' a thug and bein' down, now

Bang bang boogie de bang de bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (Uh uh)

Bang bang boogie de bang de bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you a gangsta

Just 'cause I kick it with killers, don't mean I do it

My occupation's a musician and I'm stayin' true to it

I went from bein' a rider to bein' a provider

While I was straddlin' the fence tryin' not

Hit the divider

Just an impressionable human being tryin' to do right

Every now and then I get my manhood

Tested in fights, like I used to have a beef

With this cat named Eiht

And his homies approached me at the club El Ray

What was I to do? I'm on stage and I'm doin' my thing

And this ****'s out in the crowd, tryin' to hoo' bang

Givin' it up for his homies, and set trippin' too

But he wasn't from Rollin' 60s, mo' like Tragny

I wonder what's his problem, what he tryin' to say

Is his business personal, or just Fuck Quik Day

I approached him like a man, and not like a nut

He turned around and put his drink down

And straight knuckled up

In a dark club punches is flyin' all around

And even though it was me and him

The rumors went 'round

And said I killed somebody

Now how that sound?

How could I stomp somebody to death

That's bigger than me?

And I'm just a hundred and fifty-five pounds

Tell me

Bang bang boogie da bang da bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta

Bang bang boogie de bang de bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you a gangsta

See some don't realize the power of lyrics

'Cause when you rap about death

You talkin' to spirit, you see

You can say the things that help us all ball

Or you can say things that make it bad for us all

Fix the problem, the only way is come to the source

Don't be a Trojan Horse, help us change the course

Everybody knows that it's bad in the hood

So check what you rappin' about

If it ain't to the good

I did my part a long time ago

I changed my views

Ain't no gang-bangin or slangin'

Just hangin' with trues

Give it up to my creator and that you can quote

But motherfuckers still see me as a scapegoat

Yeah, like that night when Biggie died

In Quincy Jones' spot

Like four hundred other people, yeah I heard

Some shots

Broke away with the crowd, nervous obviously

And the motherfuckers blames it on me

What the hell!

Bang bang boogie de bang de bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (huh uh)

Bang bang boogie de bang de bang boogie

To the boogie bang boogie da bang

Fuck what you sayin' ****, you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you's a gangsta (No I'm not)

**** you a gangsta

Check it out

This song is dedicated to the two most

Prolific writers in rap music history

2Pac Shakur and Notorious B.I.G.

It's also dedicated to the lil' homie from the 60's

That lost his life at that party

Rest in peace y'all

And to MCA, you get your head together

Maybe we can do a record, feel me?

I'm out