Key: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
Fabolous,
yeah (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Em
Am
Yo, I don't care what y'all do,
how y'all do it (uh-huh, uh-huh, Brooklyn)
Em
Where y'all do it,
Am
just keep it gang_ sta (yeah, yeah, uh)
Look at them gangstas
F
Am
Uh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, uh
Verse 2
Am
Fab's livin' la vida loca
The only nigga in the hood you can come
see for either weed or coca
Narc's wanna see me and my
Em
Am
team in a chair
They heard about the kid with
the high beams in his ear
DEA been lookin' for proof since 9-3
When I came through in the Benz
with the roof behind me
Tell them jake's throw on
bulletproof's and find me
You need extinguishers to 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 a small
town in Cleveland pop
"Vivrant Thing" on my hip,
that'll make you "Breathe and Stop"
Rock your chain in your shirt,
your roll with the sleeves on top
Y'all niggas know where my
heat stay at
I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin'
Verse 3
where the Heat play at, come on
Am
Em
Am
Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
My whole crew (yeah, uh-huh, yeah, uh,
yo, uh)
Keepin' it gangsta
Verse 4
Am
Niggas don't think I'm still
shavin' crack
'Cause I pull up in a truck with a system
that make the pavement crack
Baguettes have my face and band covered
Em
Am
And I keep a "Lethal Weapon" like
Mel Gibson and Dan Glover
Now I lose V Money and Cee-Lo
Em
Am
And And the cops think me
and Muggs is G Money and Nino
I don't hit these honey's
with C-Notes
Rather Rather put them on Greyhound,
strap these honey's with kilo's
Type of gangsta every chick wants
I get Nike's from Aster you won't see
hit the store for six months
There's something 'bout
the Beamer X5
When I come through it be
increasing a skeo's sex drive
Half the clique look like they
stuck Genesis up
The other half is tryna wrap
they sentences up
I'm never gon' hate, half these
artists never slung weight
When they call NY,
it's the only time they touch the 7-1-8 (what, nigga?)
Verse 5
Am
Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
Em
Am
My whole crew (uh-huh,
gangsta)
Keepin' it gangsta
Verse 6
Am
I lay low on the other side
of the globe
Carat's hangin' out
the side of my lobe
Pull on ya driver's side and unload
They find ya when its time
for your ride to be towed
On side of the road
With your brain on ya passenger
side of your Rove
Y'all niggas ain't gangsta 'til
y'all ridin' and fed's tail ya
Hit a chick once and she runnin'
back like Fred Taylor
I'm snatchin' everything in
the PJ's now
That's why most these niggas is workin'
with the DA's now (come on)
If I'm in a hoop ride or
Em
Am
a buggy coupe 5
Keepin' it gangsta
If I'm with a hoochie freak or
a dime in Gucci sneaks
Keepin' it gangsta
C
Am
If I poli' in the hood or
I'm in Hollywood
Keepin' it gangsta
If I spit 16 on a track or 16 from a gat
Verse 7
Keepin' it gangsta
Am
Y'all know who
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
We come through
Keepin' it gangsta
Em
Am
Y'all know how we do
Keepin' it gangsta (uh)
My whole crew
Outro 1
Keepin' it gangsta (come on)
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Em
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