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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bad Azz
Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Kokane
Vocals
Lil' 1/2 Dead
Vocals
Jimmy Roach
Guitar
Cameo
Vocals
Lil' Hd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamarr Antonio Stamps
Songwriter
Larry Blackmon
Songwriter
Thomas Michael Jenkins
Songwriter
Bad Azz
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
David Drew
Songwriter
Jamarr Stamps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jelly Roll
Producer
Farid "Fredwreck" Nassar
Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Dr. Dre
Mixing Engineer
Fred Wreck
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What's up nephew?
Sitting here chopping my game, my **** Bad Azz
**** get the misconception of us
'Cause we so cold at what we do
But I really wanna let **** know what's happening though
You feel me?
[Verse 2]
Now I don't want anybody
To get the wrong idea 'bout me
I don't have nothing to hide
I want the world to see
I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta **** do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk, homie, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
[Verse 3]
See me, I'm bout my money my paper I'm bout my dollars
Popping collar with this man and slack and two revolvers
See we smoke and go hoeing cause this bitch ain't never shit to me
And pussy stay selling so I've let it get to me
The shit to me is simple, it relies on credentials
We credible individuals, ahead of the original
Better known as criminals, thugging off the stereo
Killing em on the radio, some of them wanna hate me though
Fuck em cause they can't see me doe and here we go again
The jealousy took me over success, just keep you slower
While you get nothing, we keep getting more
Pump pump the jam up, drop drop the top
Hit hit the switch and smash down the block
And oh yeah this long Beach so you know when you see a ****
And don't ever get the wrong idea ****
Yeah, **** what?
Holler at 'em
[Verse 4]
Now I don't want anybody
To get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothing to hide
I want the world to see
I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta **** do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk, homie, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
[Verse 5]
I keep my khakis creased, hat tilted to the East
On a bitch I remain the beast, none the least
Police try to cuff me and stuff me in the back
Of they patrol car, cause I'm a former parole star
With the cool name, this **** here's a fool man
Go on and do yo thing, gang bang
In the hood and in Hollywood
Record company executives think it's all just no good
Get to showing me around they house
Then he slide me in the back
And had the nerve to try to buy me out, check this out man
I'm down with P, and D-R-E
A real **** from the mother fucking LBC
I just look like this, I stay down for the twist
I'm real with this, deep as abyss
I gave you a pound, then I gave yo wife a kiss
I had to dip 'cause y'all was full of that bull shit
[Verse 6]
Now I don't want anybody
To get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothing to hide
I want the world to see
I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta **** do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk, homie, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
[Verse 7]
Now I don't want anybody
To get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothing to hide
I want the world to see
I'm a gangsta, gangsta
I don't want anybody
Gangsta **** do your dance
Now I don't want anybody
(C-Walk, C-Walk, homie, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
[Verse 8]
Now I don't want anybody
To get the wrong idea about me
I don't have nothing to hide
I want the world to see
I'm a gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta **** do your dance
(C-Walk, C-Walk, homie, yeah)
Gangsta bitches wave yo hands
Written by: D. Drew, J. Stamps, Larry Blackmon, Snoop Dogg, Thomas Michael Jenkins