Gangsta Young Dolph

[Chorus]
They say [?] to the [?] drop it straight gangsta
Nigga keep that shit one thousand, and [?]
Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangstas
They ask me what I'm smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta
Gangsta x7

[Verse 1]
Stepped up in this bitch, white Marc Jacob's on
Don't know why, but seems like all the real niggas gone
Blew up on C-Murder, feels like I'm trapped [?]
Shout out to Boosie, mother fucker one time
Say I pray for Badass and blow yourself a strong
Man that's fucked up, they trynna do lil' homie rush
Started getting rich, they started hatin', I guess that's how it goes
So rubberbands and extra clips, that's how we roll
I'm a money magnet, man, that shit just come to me
OMG, look what the streets have done to me
Real niggas on the bag, and foreign on me
I ain't leaving this bitch till my missionaire for free

[Chorus]
They say [?] to the [?] drop it straight gangsta
Nigga keep that shit one thousand, and [?]
Shout out to my other players, pimps and my gangsters
They ask me what I'm smoking, I tell 'em straight gangsta
Gangsta x7