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Gangsta's Touch
作詞：Khaled Brahim, Jr., John Alfred Bynoe, (undetermined) Cocker, K. Dricie, Ramel Gill, Stephen Hillage, Jeffery Neal, Raymond Scott
Hangman 3, Zino, murder murder
Hangman 3, Zino, Zino, Benzino, Cadillac Tah
See it ain't nothin' but the gangsta's touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Gangsta touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Gangsta's get it goin' chips and steady growin
While haters are steady plottin' whatever we told them and poppin'
Ma, I know you love it when we rollin'
Sittin' in that baby blue blow, this gangsta clean and straight
From Queens and I do it for my block huggers, niggas cannot touch us
Roadies gotta love us, something to bottom borrow choke the fifth
Your bones saggin', I'm tryin' to see what's happenin'
Lil' mama, what's crackin'? I ain't with all the yappin' and bumpin'
The gums jump in the boxer you hungry? We can go get a lobster
Sugar, listen you dealin' with big sippin'
Players who want to be pimps, drinkin' all that garbage
See it ain't nothin' but the gangsta's touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Gangsta touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Baby blue, navy blue, yellow canary stones
She wanna have my baby she like the way I bone
She wanna be my lady, no wifey's at home
Black Mercedes Coupe sittin' on chrome
She whisper to her girl, ‽I wanna take Zino homeâ€
Obsessed with the fact she ain't leavin' me alone
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Okay mama, you want it, my dons gonna give it
Meet Black Cadillac, don't rap it, we live it up in Mass 21
Chicks flock when we huddle
My team's so fly we should own a Delta shuttle
So stop actin' boosie, you talkin' too much
'Cause you fuckin' with a dawg with a gangsta touch
See it ain't nothin' but the gangsta's touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Gangsta touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
See knowin' nothin' but a gangsta to pick her up
And break her off baby, so I hit her up and split a Dutch
Dud by nature, ma I ain't gon chase ya
We make chips major, take trips to Vegas, sold fits with lasers
Don't believe everything you hear you heard
I play in the Coupe with birds remove the roof and splurge
I'm really commercial without rehearsal
A controversial gangsta but I ain't gonna hurt ya
So holla at us, we got bottles to bust
And models to touch, thug life gangstas-r-us
Plus we them ballas to click
With big six fifth shit with God as my witness
See it ain't nothin' but the gangsta's touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
Gangsta touch
That make 'em wanna ride with us
So come on, mami, hop on in this truck
People runnin', leakin' like Angel Dust
After we fuck, blaze one up
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