Verse 1
Am
Better tell your soldiers
Dm
G
Yeah, you know
we've been doing this
Am
for so many years, man, making it real big,
Dm
you understand me?
MCA, corrupt, young
G
Am
Gotti, I mean, we all we got,
you understand me?
Dm
West Coast,
G
Am
we got DJ Premier in the building,
Em
Am
making it happen with us,
Dm
what's up, day one?
G
Am
G
Am
I mean, I can only do it like this, getting, getting hot, hot,
Dm
G
C
Am
Dm
hot, hot, hot, can know we do what I do best,
G
Am
Dm
the rest is a mystery
G
C
You know me, myself and I,
Am
Dm
G
C
Am
Dm
all I know is the way we do it
G
C
Am
Dm
G
C
Am
Dm
C
Am
Dm
We ridin' all day,
C
Am
we be goin' all day
Gettin' hot in the motherfucker,
Dm
niggas know what's up,
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
Hot in the motherfuckers,
know what's up,
C
Am
I'm that gangster, gangster
Gettin' hot in the motherfucker,
Dm
niggas know what's up,
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
Hot in the motherfuckers,
know what's up,
G
C
Am
Dm
I'm that gangster, gangster
G
Em
Am
Dm
G
Em
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
G
Em
Am
Dm
Am
G
Am
Dm
I run laps around niggas low, relays
I keep this mothafuck
G
C
a hood for the deejays
Am
Dm
AKs in the truck, yeah, set it off
Am
Hotbox in the whip, everybody cough
Way soft, motherfucker,
Dm
yeah, the block go
G
C
Couple bitches get you trippin',
Am
could let em know
About the motherfucker bread
Dm
on that field head
G
Here's a toast to the west,
C
Am
one shot to the head
Dm
Either the pistol or the glass refill
G
C
Kick back, hit that, motherfuckin' chill
Am
You don't even know the shooters
Dm
when they surround the place
G
Am
Remind me of third base,
give em the gas face
Dm
Yeah, P .E. number one
G
Still a menace
C
where these motherfuckin'
niggas is from
Am
Where you from, nigga?
Dm
Yeah, stay calm
G
And tear up the spot,
C
Am
cause you know it's the bom b
Yeah!
Hot in the motherfucker,
Dm
niggas know what's up
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
C
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
Hot in the motherfucker,
niggas what's up
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
You gettin' hot in the motherfucker,
Dm
niggas know what's up
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
All the motherfuckers
know what's up,
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
C
Am
Oh, get, get, get hot
Dm
G
Am
Oh man, smokin' on some of that
Bob Dylan, the dude, you hear me?
Dm
Ain't nothing else to do
Am
but relax with the homies in a picnic
Gettin' hot,
G
smokin' on that bomb shit
Am
Got them moon rocks,
them corrupt moon rocks,
if you're tryna get high,
G
you know what sayin'?
Am
I ain't with nothin', nigga
Oh man, my bitch is trippin',
Dm
my mind is gone
C
Am
I don't make funny raps or love songs,
I'm a menace
Dm
My nigga, that's right
Am
And that's everything that
baby girl likes
Feelin' heavy -stated,
Dm
the game's equated
G
The lames I hate
Am
and I'm glad that I made it
another day
Dm
Westside story where the story is told
C
In the land of the homies
Am
with the danas and vogues
Dm
Ready or not, here I am
G
Katrina is my bitch,
C
Am
I'm breakin' levees and dams
I'm the man, motherfucker
Dm
G
I'm the man, motherfucker
Am
Toucan Sam mother fucker
Double nickel approach,
Dm
triple stick em and roll
G
Never gave a fuck about
Am
a hoe mother fucker
Dm
Forilla, gorilla, mother fucker
G
At Coachella with Jhene
C
Am
Aiko mother fucker
Dm
Hidin' motherfuckers,
now what's up?
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
Hidin' the motherfuckers,
now what's up?
C
Am
I'm that gangster, gangster
Hidin' the motherfuckers,
Dm
now what's up?
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what there's to yellin'?
Dm
Hidin' the motherfuckers,
now what's up?
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
C
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Oh, get, get, gettin' hot
G
Am
Yeah, yeah
Dm
Yeah, yeah
G
Am
Back at him again
Gettin' hot
Dm
G
Breaks a notch on the beat
Am
Dm
My nigga day one in the building
Am
Yeah, yeah
G
Am
Better tell your soldiers
G
I'm down the boulevard,
Am
Dm
truck full of beat, bang
G
Shotgun with the heat
C
Am
while my bitch sang
Dm
My mom in love with a G,
G
damn right,
Am
got gamed and the pussy is free
Dm
Paper cup in my lap, bitch, foot to the floor
G
C
Here we go, here we go,
Am
stop at the liquor store
Dm
Yeah, real hood life on the daily
G
C
Good day, then the straps on safety
Am
Dm
One time on the prowl with the profile
G
Low -key with the floss,
C
low, that's how
Am
Money ain't a thang,
G
stay hood on the whole G
Am
Niggas on the mic, bitch, hittin' the floor
Dm
Yeah, can it all be simple?
G
I do it for the West,
Am
neighborhood, and kinfolk
Dm
G
I've been spoke that West all day
C
Am
with them gangsta's at it
Hiding the motherfuckers,
Dm
know what's up,
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
C
Am
Is that what they're still yelling?
Dm
Hiding the motherfuckers,
know what's up,
C
Am
I'm that gangster, gangster
Getting, getting hot
Hiding the motherfuckers,
Dm
know what's up,
C
I'm that gangster, gangster
Am
Is that what they're still yelling?
Dm
Hiding the motherfuckers,
know what's up,
G
I'm that gangster, gangster
C
Am
Oh, get, get,
Dm
G
Am
hot
Dm
G
Am
Dm
Gettin' hot
Outro 1
Em
Am
Dm
Am
Gangsta Gangsta
Kurupt, MC Eiht
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