Screwed Up Click

Screwed Up Click - Gangsta Walk Wit Me lyrics

(feat. Mike D, Trae)

[talking:]

Run the tape treal, I know when I'm in the zone

We gangstas right chea, oh yeah (oh yeah)

Say uh uh say uh, I'm so gangsta

So motherfucking gangsta, I'm so gangsta look at me wow

[Mike D:]

I'm gangsta gangsta, Southside playa

Put my pimp down like P-A-T, a super hoe layer

It's return of the rapper, slash the hood fella

Looking for a rat, to get her groove back like Stella

Still got a sack of that A-1, good yella

With a baby glock, ready to rock-a-bye fellas

Hit me on the cella, ain't a damn thang changed

I take a brick, make that hoe in the two thangs

How I get down my cats, sit him down

Pull up in your city, and shut that hoe down

I'm like Baby, I got that work for 2-0

Hugging the block daddy, kidnap do'

Drop top Cadillacs, I ride with mink rugs

Compatible to none, cause I'm a distinct thug

You new cats don't move me, the O.G. back

I got love in A-T-X, all the way to the flats

A lil' some'ing in Alabama, some in Arkansas

Memphis Tenn. down with me, my folks in Lake Charles

Sir Corle' day one, don't you know S.U.C.

Get your mind right brick, when you fucking with me

[Hook:]

I'm so gangsta, so motherfucking gangsta

I'm so gangsta, look at me wow

Gangsta walk with me, gangsta walk with me

Gangsta walk with me, gangsta walk with me

Gangsta walk with me, gangsta walk with me

Gangsta walk with me, gangsta walk with me

[Trae:]

Gangsta walk with me, gangsta talk with me

Cause blood a 24, gon set it off with me

I'm a G out A.B.N., when I be walking my turf

Real is floating through my blood, since the day of my birth

No set tripping, but see I rep the blue and the grey

On the side they call the West, and niggaz moving they gay

Full speed but moving slow, cause ain't no time for no case

But if the laws hit the block, it's always time for a chase

On a hog to Pensacola, Little Rock and the boot

N.Y. on down to Cali, I'ma rep like a troop

H-Town is where I'm from, ain't no mistaking my claim

Red dots on top of chrome, ain't no mistaking my aim

You see I walk it like I talk it, live it how I display it

Pop the trunk on 84's, garunteed that I'ma wave it

Every motherfucking day, and that's the way this shit go

And if you hate the way I do it, that's the way this shit flow

[Hook]

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