Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
Em
Am
Oo h, baby,
C
Am
it's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Ooh, darling,
F
it's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Am
You know it's gonna
be some gangsta shit
Bustin' holes in them niggas,
that is kinda fit
F
It's them same badasses out
that boot camp clique
And we not wearing masks, it's
Bucky
Riles and your bitch
Am
GGs on a round page
One guy from a 12 gauge
Read about it on the front page
Am
X it wrong, so you know it's on
Stepped wrong and you know he
got his chest blown
Got his ass overthrown
from that chrome
Shoulda heard that nigga
moan and groan
F
Niggas know they can't handle this
These bitches serious scandalous
Am
Come try and get mishandled, bitch
Grabbin' hold of them niggas,
pumpin' hoes in them niggas
Take a troll to them niggas,
F
fuckin' over them niggas
Niggas startin' to get besides itself
Goin' round after round
Am
till there's no more left
Ooh, baby, ooh
F
It's gonna be some gangster shit tonight,
oh -oh -oh -oh
Am
Ooh, darling, ooh
F
C
It's gonna be some gangster shit tonight,
We caught one nigga creepin'
out the club
Fuckin' with them thugs,
he done caught a slug
F
Now this nigga lyin' face
down in blood
Bought that gangsta shit and
that's what it was
Am
That's two more niggas gotta get
That's twenty -eight motherfuckin'
G's on the hit
F
It's too many motherfuckers
know about the shit
Got a mad song,
can't wait to get it over with
Am
Violence land when we sprayin',
that's the fuckin' plan
Got your ass toast up, double -closed fan
F
Got that ass washed out,
what's the talk about?
Put that thang in your mouth
and blow it clean out
Am
That's how we livin' on the
South
Coast
Niggas try to die,
hit them niggas where it hurts most
F
Get em up, beat em up, hit em up, split em up,
Am
show no love when we buck
F
Ooh, baby, it's gonna be some
Am
gangsta shit tonight
Ooh, darling,
F
it's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Am
Everybody call us evil
cause our wicked ways
Hand grenades and
K's when we on the rage
F
Understand,
bodies land when we in your hoodie
On your block, in your shop,
comin' for your goodies
Am
Why you playin' with them soldiers,
boy?
We done told you, boy
Find your head off your shoulder, boy
F
Find your boy hung from a rope
As we gropin', hope
Am
Nigga, don't act like you don't know
Insane in the brain,
whoop that ass with a chain
Bloodstains remain,
take the bag with the cane
F
Am
From the plaster to the casket
Niggas love when them twins get nasty
We can feel shit about to get drastic
Put that ass in the box dressed up
And you're faced up
F
Half of your face taped up
Cause it's fucked up
Am
You can bring it on, bring it on
And get blown, bitch
Ooh, baby
Oh -oh -oh
F
It's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Oh -oh -oh -oh
Oh -oh -oh
F
It's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh, ooh,
Em
Am
Dm
Am
baby
C
It's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Am
Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh, ooh, darling
F
It's gonna be some gangsta shit tonight
Oh -oh, oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
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