• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Gangsta Rap - Ice-T
• Gangsta Rap - Tha Dogg Pound
• Gangsta Rap - Fettes Brot
• Gangsta Rap - Ill Bill
• Gangsta Rap - Lil' Matt
• Gangsta Rap - Gangsta Rap

Whassup, Whassup?!
Westside!!!
Here we go,
Another one, Iceberg, Gangsta Rap
2006, 8t album, SMG !
Time to take you back to the days of old
Six-fo Chevys, big fat go
Out throw the West with the Gangstas rollin'
South Central L.A. : my home
We was out the feeling that hip-hop be
We couldn't connect to the New York streets
So we took the bandanas and we tied 'em up
Roll up in the studio and laid it rough !
Ice Cube and them niggaz with the tooth
Shown to motherfucker how to blast a deuce (come on)
BLAH !!
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy-E and Ren fuck what you say
* for them niggaz up north
ghettoboys we was like "Fuck the law!
Dubcee nigga * we thought you how to gangbang and the
Crip dance
[HOOK:]
This ain't RNB, this is Gangsta Rap,
Bitches get smacked, bustas get jacked,
Front if you want you get lay on your back
It's about guns and drugs and hoes and club
[x2]
Cypress Hill made a nigga understand
How I could just kill a man?
Long Beach out of the dark came Snoop
Skinny little nigga not scared to shoot
Dogg Pound gangstas Kurrupt and Daz
Sure have the whole Death Row unblast
Kane Tea muthafucka Warren G
Nate Dogg rapping that 213
Don't front muthafucka, don't hate
Compton's Most Wanted, MC Eiht
Throw your sets up niggas like you dont give a damn
Inglewood Mac-10 watch who's kane
[HOOK x2]
So you wanna really know what's real on the mik'
My little homie Pac lost his life
East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules
Cocaine, big wheels, hoes and juice
Down South Gotti nigga is real (Dirty South)
Gangsta Rap got mass appeal
Little white boys in the 'burbs got heat
A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict !
Eliminate the poverty disease
And we'll start rapping 'bout birds and trees
you can get shot no matter how much fucking cash you
you can never get away the streets they HOT !
And gangstas ain't the ones to push
They kill ya in a second, ask President Bush!

Yeah, it's that untouchable gangsta Crooked in to I go
I'm from a long lost tribe called, "Fuck a Hoe"
Come through in a new Chevy
Droppin' game like it's too heavy
Well for you suckers that's the ceiling
A metaphor for over ya head, dumb dumb
Speak to ya double O.G.
That's where good game come from Dogg Poundin'
Six straight, six fo', L co's, missed it
'Cause that's what one of us, nigga don't touch it
The people of the side for the urban
I like to work for top, or make 'em work it
Whattup? I see my niggaz all in the cut
Layed back, actin' a nut, waitin' 'til we 'rupt
No remorse, as we bust, let you feel the dust
Let us do what we gotta do, it's fuckin' it up
Let it be known, Daz Dillinger rough to the bone
All alone roamin' ya neighborhood at high exhaust
High stylin' and profilin', niggaz comin' after me
(Fuck y'all)
In actuality they face the technicality
(Whattup dawg?)
Let 'em feel the battle, it was a tragedy
(Hell yeah)
On site a nigga die for the salary
(Boo-ya)
We the gang and we walk like we talk and we stalk
And we do what we do after dark
(Yeah)
This is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Yeah, this is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Nigga, I buy new blocks for war, a few shots, a broad
That make you drop, then I'ma pop two cops or more
I'm too hot, come through wit' two proper whores
Playin' Tupac Shakur, gettin 'em blue socks, the Lord
Crooked I's the name, man that boy just hopped off the train
Wearin' a platinum chain striked with thang
It's the youth game, doin' it big
You don't like it, you and yo' kid, get you and the whip, shit
Nigga, I spray clips, shots flop quicker than space ships
Then shape shift yo' facial, "Matrix" like a face lift
So face it, y'all ain't nuttin' to see
Ain't a nigga dead or alive who fuckin' wit' me
Keep the Death Row chains out
My left [unverified] connect so hard your head blow
Now let's blow brains out, just thought I had to warn ya
Don't come to Long Beach, Cali, take off on ya [unverified], nigga
This is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Yeah, this is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Innie, minnie, mini, mo, pick the do' or the flo'
Hoe you gotta go if you ain't takin' off ya clothes
All I really wanna do is stick a dick up in you
So fast, in a flash, then I gotta slash, whattup Daz?
We the realist, kickin' back, and feelin' real chillin'
Dope laws, ooh you get tossed, we dump nigga
It ain't nuttin' to applaud
Never slippin' dick nigga, to the West then took it straight
"This kid's a psycho gramma", fuck a hoe cous'
Took it, what it is, what it was
Blood, nigga what it is, what is was
My niggaz, California nigga what it is
Fuck the rap game if you can't pay Mayne
Obsessed with the West, rack 'em shells
(West coast)
And we started off the motherfuckin' multi-platinum sales
Biatch
This is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Yeah, this is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
This is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Yeah, this is for the ballers, gangsta rap
What all the hoes love, gangsta rap
What the hoppin' six-fo's do, gangsta rap
You could do what you want to, gangsta rap
Gangsta rap, gangsta rap
Gangsta rap, gangsta rap, gangsta rap
Yeah, two gangstas from radio
Kurupt, kill Blood, Daz Dillinger, Crooked I, yeah

Wir werden geprägt durch unser Umfeld, unsere Umwelt.
Höchste Zeit, daß der Mensch sich umstellt, bevor alles umfällt.
Doch die Industrie verschleiert, weil sie uns für dumm hält,
denn das Geld regiert die Welt und Leute,
daß bedeutet, der Wald wir abgepellt und der Boden ausgebeutet.
Lebendigen Leibes wird die Erde gehäutet.
Die Uhr der Natur hat längst elfmal geläutet.
Rinder fressen die letzten Grassoden,
so daß bald nach dem Roden die Böden veröden.
Geehrte Gangsta, wir lassen und nicht blenden!
Beenden Sie das Verschwenden von Regenwaldbeständen!
Ach, ich überseh', es wird kein Tier aus Übersee nach hier importiert - wie
raffiniert!
Um Kohle zu scheffeln, muß man halt'n büschen schummeln.
Wollte schon immer wissen, was Ronald davon hält,
doch seit ich ihn in "ES" sah, ist mir alles klar
Ronald selbst ist längst der Obergangsta.
Hahaha, du Clown, ich wird' dir nie mehr trauen.
Jetzt setzt es ein letztes Geschoß zwischen die Brauen!
Du denkst Gangsta: Hut, Sonnenbrille, hochgeschlagener Kragen,
doch ich muß dir leider sagen,
daß die echten Gangsta meistens weiße Hemden tragen
und einen dicken Wagen und ein Fahrer mit steifem Hemd
Und 'n Sitz im Parlament.
Fetter Arsch -nee, nicht "fett", sondern einfach nur häßlich
- anläßlich der Machtposition läßt sich lässig
ein neues Gesetz erlassen, ein Antrag verfassen
Hauptscache volle Kassen! Alte, faltige Männer, die schwitzen,
die nur um sitzen zu bleiben da sitzen.
Um das Volk zu beruhigen gibt es Brot und Spiele,
denn es wär ja echt schlecht, wenn jemandem auffiele,
wie abgezockt Euer Spielchen ist,
daß einer gar nichts kriegt, der Andere alles frißt.
Ein zweites As immer in der Manschette, denn wenn er fair spielen würde, dann hätte
er nicht den Thron, auf dem er jetzt hockt
und gemütlich mal hier und mal da was abzockt.
Doch ich bin der König und gehör' auf den Thron
und deswegen werde ich hier laut betonen:
Gangstabacke, du gehst mir auf den Sack,
kreuze nicht meinen Weg, sonst macht's Ratatatat!
"Geld stinkt nicht und alles ist käuflich"
hörst du dich oft reden, doch häufig,
merkst du dabei nicht, daß du der Gekaufte bist,
der von Leuten, die dich ausbeuten, zu kaufen ist.
Vielleicht von einem Unternehmer, der unter "nehmen" das Gegenteil von Geben
versteht.
Seht in die Welt und stellt Fragen.
Hinterfragt das Jagen nach Geld.
Fällt euch dabei auf, daß der, der die Arbeit kauft,
auf der Jagd nach Geld und Macht niemals verschnauft?
Dann ist es vielleicht ein richtiger E.V.
Ein was? Ein "Echter Verbrecher"! Genau!
Die Leute, die ein noch dickeres Auto fahren,
die eher an Löhnen als an ihrem Luxus sparen.
Vielleicht einer, der 5 Milliarden in Krediten abzieht.
Sich Toupets dafür kauft und dann flieht.
Mit Profit auf die Politik Einfluß nimmt
was wählen Menschen solange die Kasse stimmt?
Mach dir ruhig Sorgen, denn vielleicht schon morgen
werd' ich mir ein MG aus deinem Waffenschmuggel borgen.

Hey yo, I smoke dust and shoot cops, sold guns to Tupac
Smoked blunts with Biggie Smalls and sold drugs on newlots
I was too young, couldnt get up in clubs back in the old days
We used rob and terrorize kids in front of homebase
If Funkmaster Flex was inside, rockin the whole place
We was outside, smacking kids and snatchin gold chains
Baggin mad pigeons, catchin mad digits, bad bitches
And when they husbands came around we had to blast bisquits
A bunch of bad Brooklyn kids that always had pistols
Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems worshippin gangstas and bankrobbers
Watchin star fade startin fights and rap conscience (?)
Until we realized how to get the real money
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money
Its funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jealous cats hate you, dime pigeons
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got the IRS lookin at you, wanna fuck you
Sniffin so much blow, you dont know if you can trust you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Go against the Ill Bill, and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you
Leave you with a tube and ya throat to suck through (?)
We truck jewels, we dust brothers fuck mothers
You thugs love us, ? the gunslingers and drughustlers
Where my gangstas at?
[Cuts]
"Is you a gangsta?"

[Lil' Matt Talkin']
This is my gangsta rap
It ain't that long
It's like a minute song niggaz
My alb Automatic Triggaz
Nigga let's go
[Lil' Matt]
This is for you gangsta
Some are wanksta
Don't give a fuck cause I'ma rappin at my tanksta
My face is so beautiful yo' pace is so horrible
I need to shine give that poor bitch a dime
That's not gangsta you a bitch ass wanksta
If you want to be a gangsta then start rappin be happy
Don't start bein a bitch ass nigga if you not gettin paid
Nigga your getting sold nigga you know I ain't bald
I got spiked up hair you a bitch at a fare
You need to start rappin it better start happenin
Bitch nigga you need to start clappin
I'm a gangsta you a wanksta you a bitch nigga sittin in my tanksta
Nigga you need to get rich instead bein a bitch nigga you snitched
Damn you will Neva eva eva eva be a gangsta
This is my gangsta rap it better be half
I ain't daft bitch nigga you betta be hap
[Lil' Matt Talkin']
Nigga that's my 2002 gangsta rap
My alb Automatic Triggaz

Yeah, mother fucker
Sup nigga
Gangsta Rap nigga.
Nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, I'm %100 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, I'm %200 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why do police hate niggas?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, they hate us cause our dicks is bigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you call yourself a nigga?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, cause I'm a mother fucking nigga!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you drink so much beer?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, I don't drink beer, I drink malt liquor
Cause I'm a nigga!
I'm a mother fuckin nigga man, I aint all that african american shit
Fuck that I'm a nigga, I aint mixed I'm a nigga
N... I-G-G-A, nigga, you already know
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you eat so much chicken?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why won't you make it in my kitchen?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you call them hoes bitches?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, cause them hoes is bitches!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you stay in the hood?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, cause I don't like livin by peckerwoods
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you aint got no job?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, seven dollars all wont feed me dog
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why yo pants gotta sag?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, cause hand-me-downs downs is all a nigga has!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, why you scared to go to court?
Shit, cause the judge look just like that motherfucker that put our ass on the boat and made me a nigga
Mama Rag is a nigga
Durag is a nigga
Ballstics is a nigga
And I'm Uretha's nigga