Gangsta Shit Lyrics – Yayo, Tony
Singer: Yayo, Tony
Title: Gangsta Shit
I hit a b#tch #ss n#gg# with the hammer
And have his #ss singing like hannah montana
They flee to atlana, my chick a mariata
Bad b#tch count guap young bank teller
G-units second to none we the top seller
Real estate crib come with the wine cellar
Drink like a sailor, smoke like a rasta
A box of bullets come with the revovler
Can’t do prada blame it on fila
Carvalli give me more hunnies than a beehive
It’s g5, everytime we fly
Wykiki got hoes by the beach tide
G’s up, hoes down
G’s up, hoes down
G’s up, hoes down
G’s up, hoes down
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Lyrics Yayo, Tony – Gangsta Shit
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