You Trying To Be A Gangsta! Lloyd Banks

[Intro]
Pass that blunt

[Chorus]
Yaaa jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta)
But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?)
Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya)
Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta)
Ya jumpin' outta character, trying to be a gangsta (Gangsta)
But ya really a bitch ass nigga, ain't ya? (Ain't ya?)
Keep talkin', I'ma let the 40 spray paint ya (Paint ya)
Everybody knows you're a wanksta (Wanksta)

[Verse 1]
You want stripes put on a foot locker uniform (Yea)
I fuck around and put a lump on yo' forehead
You'll look like a unicorn
I never slip whether flip flops or shoes is on, fame'll make a bitch smile, strip, drop and lose her thong
They ain't attracted to you, tryna floss in your Platinum Fubu
Your shits weak and ya tracks are doo-doo (Haha)
I got a lung like a chimney (Uh)
The old heads dig me (Uh)
I put a hungry head in ya kidney
My uncle smokin' dat ooo weee, I tell him chill but instead he trippin'
Blinkin' his eyes more than Eddie Griffin (Yea!)
These niggas petty snitchin', 'til we see 'em
Leavin' da crime scene wit a whole lot of spaghetti missin' (Right)
We to hot to ignore us
The bitches adore us
They chew a nigga up on da tour bus
Go home and kiss you (Uh-huh)
Hug you squeeze you (Uh-huh)
The whole time you thinkin' it's because you diesel (Yea!)