So Gangsta Trae tha Truth (Ft. Bun B)

(*talking*)
(I'm so gangsta), it's time to put your ass
In a real nigga zone for a second, (I'm so gangsta)
Asshole by Nature, repping it for these motherfucking streets
(I'm so gangsta), from the South around this bitch
All pretty niggas, get the fuck out of dodge (say homie I'm so gangsta)
Know I'm saying, G gon keep it G and the rest gon fade the fuck away

[Bun B]
I got my pistol on my side, and you know it's on cock
That's an automatic, everytime I step out on the block
If a nigga didn't know, it's time to send him to class
So give him a front seat, to get a bullet in his ass
I'm a G, but I guess you probably already heard
I can get your ass whooped, or I can get you a bird
I can get your ass shot, without even having met ya
So if you wanna know if I'm a gangsta, you bet ya
I earn stripes and scars, in street fights and wars
Put holes in niggas cars, with no types of pause
So don't test my gangsta, I don't play them games
I'ma pass you with flying colors, and drop your lane
Ask around in the hood, who run it
Bet a motherfucker tell you, Big Bun
It ain't nothing, that a trill ass nigga can't do
And that include a bitch nigga like you, it's true