Get Into Some Gangster Shit Songtext
von Gangrene feat. Planet Asia

[Chorus: Sample & (Plastic Jesus)
In it
Even swimming in it
I mean you know the rules of the game
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
Those storming
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit


Yeah, set it off
My mind is a AR-15
Clean, I knock niggas heads off
Short tempered cause I ain′t got time dog
You can either walk away or feel that Molotov
Now that's fire and I smoke fire
They call Killa, and I know killers that will kill you for hire
And kill your supplier, the buildings on fire
They run to their car, then pop at the driver, niggas is wild
Each day that I sin is getting liver
If it ain′t about money, it's the bitch that divide it
Must have lost the code, that's money over bitches
Really it′s bitches that′s getting the money they so suspicious
I'm saying, road block the streets, no maneuvers
An American gangsta like Felix Mitchell Jr
Connect with class to that top medulla
Serve and inject that raw right to ya, homie I see through ya
It′s so real
[Chorus: Sample & (Plastic Jesus)
In it
Even swimming in it
I mean you know the rules of the game
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
Those storming
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit


Possess fire, bless mic wires
Coordinate the choir, my desire is to retire rappers for hire
Use the apple cider, rider
This is moonshine, consume mine, swallow, feel your insides fry
The true blueprint, give a fuck about your two cent
Your style is timid, Alchemist this shit is stupid
My terror you best reckon with, recognize excellence
The new millennium don without reverence
In the studio cheffing it, you knew it was a blessing
Once the God came through and blew some breath on it
Now we got the hood on smash again
So we don't never wanna hear that trash again
And we back to win, there′ll be no more gaffling with a plastic pen
I sit down and craft a gem, yeah the warfare was chemical
Circulation was cut from poisonous material
Murder was the scenario
[Chorus: Sample & (Plastic Jesus)
In it
Even swimming in it
I mean you know the rules of the game
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
Those storming
Now we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get into some gangsta shit

Ganja, joint, doobie, do, chronic, base, lobo, loco, love boat, bud
Buddha, blunt, pot, pat, pin, cheeba
Cheeba, four two zero, and hashish
Lift me higher, lift me to the sun
Lift me to the sky
Everyone's taking it up
Go, go, hahaha, hahaha, freeze, haha, stop
Nothing says freshy like our marijuana powders
Help
I think I′m having an overdose and so is my wife