I’m a Gangsta Trae tha Truth

(Chorus-Trae)
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block
Gan-gangsta, they don't make these on the block
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block
Gan-gangsta, they don't make these on the block
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block
Gan-gangsta, they don't make these on the block
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block
Gan-gangsta, they don't make these on the block

[Verse 1-Trae]
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block
Twenty inch 4's, they don't make these on the drop
If they wanna jack I ain't finna tell a nigga stop
I bet a hundred stacks he can't take this out the Glock
I'm a damn fool puttin broke niggas outta stock
Take a picture bitch send it to my niggas on lock
I'm a asshole, ghetto hoes love the way I rock
A sick mouth piece-I talk a bitch right up out the cot
I'm 'Tha Truth'if you say a nigga name
And I'll be there to cross ya ass if you say a nigga lame
I use to have a Hoop, but I rearranged the frame
So when they see me tippin slow-they get the fuck up out the lane
All Star in the game, money longer then a train
I finally got fly and I don't think I'm finna change
Thirty stacks out the safe so they see a nigga change
Fifty mo stacks now they know a nigga name
Nah the game ain't the same my attitude thru the roof
I'm bout to take my right hand and run it thru a nigga tooth
I hear boys gettin fly, swagger jackin in the booth
Tell them dickridin niggas that I'm the mothafuckin truth, Real Talk!