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wanna pimp wit this guy\n  Do a buck on a ninety-five?\n  Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen\n  Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta\n\n  Shit, don't play wit me\n  An' in the game I'm as real as they come\n  Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun\n  Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta\n\n  Now some bitches don't believe I can spit that 'izm\n  Till they wind up wit dick all in 'em\n  Till they find theyself pullin' off denim\n  Intoxicated, off this venom\n\n  I kick game, big game, nickname\n  Insane, Ice Cube spits flame\n  Y'all niggaz gone feel it down range\n  Body feel strange, blah, no brain\n\n  I'm a throwback\n  That know how a gangsta do it an' a hoe act\n  Get off tha dick if you don't wanna blow dat\n  'Cuz bitches trip the bulls, act like prozac\n\n  Now there's gangsta-ism an' tribalism\n  I'm only fuckin' wit survivalism\n  Fo-fo to the do' is my religion, now wha's yours?\n  Pray, before I bust yours\n\n  Woo, do you wanna pimp wit this guy\n  Do a buck on a ninety-five?\n  Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen\n  Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta\n\n  Shit, don't play wit me\n  An' in the game I'm as real as they come\n  Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun\n  Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta\n\n  Woo, la la la, gangsta\n  Woo, la la la, I'm a gangsta\n\n  Every time I come around bitches starin' at me\n  Point nigga Mack 10 from the Dub S.C\n  Wit a L.A. fitted hat an' a fresh white tee\n  Fulla flair an' pizzazz but I'm a straight up G\n\n  Cocky 'cuz I'm rich, look good an' I know it\n  But I'm confused on what to be, a deep boy or poet\n  Head is mandatory, bitch, there's so much to blow it\n  An' if I do fall for you, I refuse to show it\n\n  So if you think I ain't pimpin', man that shit is absurd\n  I stay hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, fuck whatchu heard\n  You say you down for me, shit, but that's only words\n  You wanna show me love, bitch, I wanna play wit a bird\n\n  So regardless of the weather, bitch, don't get the chedda'\n  An' keep Big Daddy ridin' two-three's or betta\n  Wood on the dash wit the peanut butta' leather\n  An' like that Al Qaeda love, we can blow up togetha', holla\n\n  Woo, do you wanna pimp wit this guy\n  Do a buck on a ninety-five?\n  Run with them hookers when they payin' sheen\n  Talk of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta\n\n  Shit, don't play wit me\n  An' in the game I'm as real as they come\n  Threw the knife, baby, outta the sun\n  Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta\n\n  Woo, la la la, gangsta\n  Woo, la la la, I'm a gangsta\n\n  Gangsta\n  'Cuz I'm a gangsta\n"}]