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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Vocals
Duro
All Instruments
DJ Clue
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernesto Shaw
Songwriter
Kenneth Ifill
Songwriter
John Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Merlin Bobb
Associate Producer
DJ Clue
Executive Producer
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Skåne
Executive Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fabolous
Yeah, uh
Yo, I don't care what y'all do
How y'all do it
Where y'all do it
Yeah, just keep it gangster
Look at them gangsters
[Verse 2]
Fast living La Vida Loca
The only **** in the hood you can come see
For either weed or cocoa
Narcs wanna see me and my team in the chair
They heard about the kid with the high beams in his air
DEA been looking for proof since '93
When I came through in the Benz, with the roof behind me
Tell 'em Jakes, throw on bullet-proofs and find me
You need extinguishers that go in the booth behind me
Who the fuck wanna beef?
My Fendi knits be 3X
So you can't see what's tucked underneath
And I might not even drop
Just take my advance and make this small town in Cleveland pop
If I have a thing on my hip, that will make you breathe and stop
Rock you chain in your shirt, your roll with the sleeves on top
Y'all **** know where my heat stay at
I leave **** MIA and I ain't talking where the heat play at
Come on
[Verse 3]
Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta
My whole crew
Keepin' it gangsta
[Verse 4]
**** don't think I'm still shaving crack
'Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack
But Guess have my face and band covered
And I keep a lethal weapon like Mel Gibson
And Dan Glover
Now I loose V-money and C-low
And the cops think me and Mugs is G money and Nino
I don't hit these honeys with C notes
Rather put 'em on Grey Hounds
Strapped these honeys with kilos
Type of gangster every chick wants
I get Nikes form Aster you won't see hit the stores for six months
And something 'bout the Beamer X5
When I come through
It be increasing her skills, sex drive
Half the click look like they stuck Genesis up
The other half is trying to wrap they sentences up
I'm never gonna hate half these artists (Never slung weight)
When they call them wives, the only time they touch the 718
[Verse 5]
Y'all know who, keeping it gangster
We come through
Keeping it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keeping it gangsta
My whole crew
Keeping it gangsta
[Verse 6]
I lay low on the other side of the globe
Carats hangin' off the side of my lobe
Pull on your driver's side and unload
They find you when it's time for your ride to be towed
On the side of the road
With your brain on the passenger side of your Rove'
Y'all **** ain't gangster till y'all ridin'
And feds tail ya
Hit a chick once and she running back like Fred Taylor
I'm snatching everything in the PJ's now
That's why most of these **** is workin' with the DA's now
[Verse 7]
If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5
Keeping it gangsta
If I'm with a hoochie freak or in diamond Gucci sneaks
Keepin' it gangsta
If I prolly in the hood, or I'm in Hollywood
Keeping it gangsta
If I spit sixteen on a track or sixteen from a gat
Keeping it gangsta
[Verse 8]
Y'all know who
Keeping it gangsta
We come through
Keeping it gangsta
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta
My whole crew
Keeping it gangsta
Written by: Ernesto Shaw, John Jackson, Kenneth Ifill