The Beatnuts - If It Ain't Gangsta lyrics

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The Beatnuts - If It Ain't Gangsta lyrics

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo "I'm afraid you're carrying some large metal objects" Feel this, Big Pysch, what, what, light that sh** let me tell you how we livin yo (JuJu) I know n***as with no ice and no life That put a couple rounds in you for a very low price Risk their freedom, and buck back at the poor life Nothin's guaranteed like when you roll dice Keep your eyes open, with no time to snooze No time to lose, no time to chose Who got the hottest product in the market The logo's a target for any hip-hop??? That wanna purchase it, pop it in your CD And get thoughts (I'm a murderous...) (Les) Yo, it's lookin kinda ugly outside It's unbelievable what n***as gotta do to survive If you scared better keep it inside Guarantee you I'm a eat you alive There's no where to run, no where to hide It's war in every sense of the word I'm a beat you 'til your vision is blurred Tryna' rock me to sleep- you a nerd We been doin this for way too long and I'm tellin you I'm way too strong, h*mo (Chorus) 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) n***as steady hatin on us, (keep it movin) Beatnuts stay thorough, n***a what 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) 'Cause if it ain't gangsta, (keep it movin) n***as steady hatin on us, (keep it movin) Beatnuts stay thorough, n***a what (JuJu) You ain't from a rough hood, don't make me snap your club foot Save you wanna keep club hoppin, but anyhow We're back, to get the club poppin Aiyyo, this is that sh**, that thugs love rockin This is that sh** that have your neighbors knockin (Knocking) (talking in Spanish), disturbin me while I'm choppin The next smash, and collect cash, and get s** fast, and get pa**ed Day by day I, pray, under the grey skies, enough play time Let's get serious, like Jermaine Jackson yeah, and prepare for the main attraction (Les) Make an LP for beers and chips, makin everyone who hears it flip Catch a contact, feel this sh** Man, I'm red like a white rhino, always samplin the right vinyl Tellin you I'm the sh** baby and that's final Junkyard hit very hard, play the sh** cleverly god 'Cause there ain't too many real n***as left Catch you sayin somethin under your breath I'm a bring it to you, never-the-less (Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts, Beat-nuts) Bring it, bring it, what, I can't hear you, what, c'mon (Chorus)