I'm a Gangsta Songtext
von Z‐Ro

Damn, let me count that up right there
Real shit, right here
You know what I mean (shh) we needed to win, see right
Yeah, I got beat on my...
Money, money, money
I′m hear for the real mind, you know what I mean?
Then hail that shit, nigga, yeah!

Time and time again
I get caught up tryna make those ends
In my life, everything I do is a crime
(Everything I do) I would like to make a change
But bein' broke will make a nigga stay the same
In my life, tell me what to do if it′s not crime
(What else could I do?)

Never, ever, ever, ever did nobody ever wrong
Will I live? Will a nigga be pumpin' my soul?
Will my soul live forever or will it be gone?
Will I journey on? Will I journey on?


My journey was swift and thick
Came up in the game slaying these rhymes that get rich
Fifty thousand to a hundred thousand, I perfected my half
And I'm makin′ my niggas his cold, cold lounge (yeah)
Roll a 500 wagon, we blastin′ the morgue
He's bodybaggin′ back to the hood 'cause we said we main
Askin′ for no hand-out, see my demands 'bout
That when our players doubt, she got his cash out

Make sure it′s all there, that nigga jazz out
And I'm swervin' and swervin′ nigga, without a doubt (yeah)
That′s just another day, just for the DAZ
Or just another day of me just bein' a G
Be so easy, we spoke in my minds
I′m hopin' my eyes are open, I keep smokin′
I'm spillin′ that Myrrh lean and me and my niggas we sleep with fur
Bitch, who they fuck got you guarded, what?

Time and time again
I get caught up tryna make those ends
In my life, everything I do is a crime
(Everything I do) I would like to make a change
But bein' broke will make a nigga stay the same
In my life, tell me what to do if it's not crime
(What else could I do?)


I′m okay, just lead us through this crooked ass game
Walking backwards through this rhythm, this nation without a name
I don′t need to be known, I just need to be living like it
'Cause I come from holiday, there′s no other prison like it
I fuck with niggas, I chill in the dark, kee-kee
'Cause that′s only how they chill if they be about that courtesy
Somebody told me, "Z-RO, get your ass up and go"
Yeah the job of my job gotta be feelin' that applications is hard

If you′re a young black male, just act male
But do it legal without the help of a crack sale
That's askin' too much, ′cause my people haven′t erupt
There's just your ghetto, everyday, average stuff
From California to Texas, people are restless and they starvin′
Like predators after the prey, they gon' come bargin′
Just like the police, you might as well call us the feds
Forever runnin' shit undercover for makin′ our bread

Time and time again
I get caught up tryna make those ends
In my life, everything I do is a crime
(Everything I do) I would like to make a change
But bein' broke will make a nigga stay the same
In my life, tell me what to do if it's not crime
(What else could I do?)

Will I ever see the sun again? I just don′t know
A thug prays every day to recleanse his soul
So much poverty and pain, yes it takes a toll
I′d rather live my life longer, see my son grow old
Yes this world's so cold, I got shakes and shivers, nigga
Whilst key bands and glock nines are sent to killers
Will it ever, ever change? That′s the question at hand
I pave the way, here's a boy but I became a man

I understand that my life is so wicked and strife
Contemplatin′ if a nigga should ride tonight
My conscience is tellin' me that I might lose my whole existence
But it′s okay, I'd rather die than live my life in prison
Won't you feel me when I say this, as I spill my guts?
A man chooses his own path ′cause his life is rough
And if you′re fellin' what I′m sayin' then put your hands together
′Cause one thing we gon' be able to shine forever

Time and time again
I get caught up tryna make those ends
In my life, everything I do is a crime
(Everything I do) I would like to make a change
But bein′ broke will make a nigga stay the same
In my life, tell me what to do if it's not crime
(What else could I do?)