How U A Gangsta? Dave East

[Intro: Dave East & DJ Holiday]
My nigga Dave East
New king of Harlem, baby
5th Ave, what it do
Lexington Ave, what's up
How you a gangsta?
How you a gangsta?

[Verse 1]
Not a bone in my body is fake
I don't need no surprises today
By myself like, "Who got me today?"
By myself, so I ride with that K
I can't let 'em fuck up my energy
I won't let 'em fuck with my energy
I'm sorry lil' bitch, you a memory
That shot hit your top call you Kennedy
I used to get chicken from Kennedy
These are real Prada, I got 'em from Italy
Homicide, I've seen it vividly
Not tryna talk, you is not 'bout to get with me
Niggas dissin', bitches plottin'
Bunch of dead niggas in my pocket
On the dead homies, I got problems
I got my deal, but still a robber
Not tryna go back to my old life
Loc had that work on them, snow white
We got it, come knock at the door twice
Fuck the seats and the bleachers, the floor nice
I blow a check like I hate the money
You want it, my nigga, come take it from me
Relate to money, I relate to money
If you a plate, I could taste the money
Never get out of my zone
I come around she get out of them clothes
I had a bitch, used to powder her nose
I'm up in Louis like, "What time do y'all close?"
Standing on couches with gang members
If you ain't gang, you can't hang with us
They be like, "He stay with them same niggas"
I bought her a bag, got the brain quicker