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Gangsta

by shenequamonroe

Oh you a gangsta now? Let me guess cause you got those "hard" tattoos Jordans as shoes And blow more green in your in between time Oh you a gangsta now? Cause you fight a little bit Stay on that corner and quick to pollute your nation With the wicked ways of degredation Oh you a gangster now? Cause you roll with a clique To weak to stand on your own But there validation gives you the courage To steal without hesitation Peddle drugs with no reservation Take life as quick as a minute passes... Well I hope those tats come with teflon Cause while you out here playing the don There's plenty associates that'll aim at your head For your place just to save face with a few so called good men I hope that corner has insurance or at least comes with benefits Cause as past gangstas before you predicts there are only two outcomes present Lifetime in a 6x8 Or 6 feet under while your soul patiently waits the outcome of where it will spend eternity I guess this is what our forefathers gave their lives for For this ignorance of the so called gangasta
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shenequamonroe
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Published
Feb 20, 2013
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