Keep It Gangsta (Still Slatt) lyrics

by

Doe Boy


[Intro: Doe Boy & DJ Scream]
Oh, really? (Gangsta)
Make sure you're standin' on your business (Oh, really?)
Don't let your business stand on you (Doe Beezy, oh, really? Gangsta)
And stay dangerous too, n*gga (Doe Beezy, bop, bop, bop)
Beezy, talk to 'em (Freebandz, Doe Beezy, oh, really?)
n*gga be signin' over sh*t, they ain't even ready for, man
f*ck is n*ggas doin'? (Keep it gangster)
Really thought that sh*t was cute, but yeah, alright
It's real now, n*ggas ain't 'bout that, I'm tellin' you (RBMG for life, keep it gangster)
n*ggas get pus*y when that sh*t get serious, n*gga
n*ggas ain't 'bout none of that, n*gga ain't built like that, man (Keep it gangster)
pus*y ass n*ggas
Oh, really? (Keep it gangster)

[Verse]
A n*gga gangster, b*tch, I keep it gangster (Doe Beezy)
He ain't no gangster, real demon, I just robbed an angel (Fool)
In the courtroom, twist my fingers, b*tch, I keep it G (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
Ain't no pushing work all through these streets
These n*ggas pushing pleas (Oh, really?)
When it get gangster, n*ggas tell who got his nose wiped (Slatt)
I could never tell, b*tch, I'm too stubborn and I've been that way my whole life (Facts)
Savage as a kid, my mama mad at us, stole all them bikes (Facts)
Threw away his life, he ratted, might as well hang with Charleston White (Oh, really?)
RBMG, I keep my fifty, we shot many men
Free my n*gga Slatt up out that can, I'm back in a mini van (Slatty)
Wild ass little kid, to tell a n*gga hang off a ceiling fan (Tweaking)
Chopper wet him up, dry off your man, he should've washed his hands (Gangsta)
I'ma rock out with my switch out
If this sh*t get gangster, shoot this b*tch up, then I peel out (Skrrt)
I know what I signed up for, get caught, ride that bid out (Facts)
Name Doe Boy, not Trey, jump in that car, b*tch, I don't get out (Think I'm playin'?)
b*tch, I know a gangster when I see one, gotta feel 'em out (pus*y)
Real snake, hiss, see a flaw, take 'em down (Sss)
Bring that n*gga 'round, I think he pus*y, I'ma shake 'em down (Ha, uh)
Say he built different, I know, he let the police break him down (Fool, keep it gangster)
I ain't built like that, my lawyer will fight back (Fool)
Nowadays, n*ggas praisin' rats, back in the day, get killed like that
Slatt (Fool)
Can't come on the block, ask Ray Lee, I was on his top (Knowles Ave, facts)
Perc' 30 with a Glock
Play with these Ms, you get boxed (Keep it gangster)
You get boxed, I pop a M bot
Casamigo how I wash it (Tweakin')
How the f*ck these n*ggas gossip no money in they pocket? (Fool)
n*gga pus*y, they get rolled on (Raow, baow)
Take him back and free that n*gga he just told on (First forty-eight gang, gangster)
[Outro: Doe Boy & DJ Scream]
Good man, keep that n*gga (This sh*t ain't nothin' new, n*gga)
Bring broski back, haha
My n*gga Doe Beezy been him (Free the gangster, keep the pus*y, man, I don't want him)
DJ Scream, I been him
You get what I'm sayin'? (Keep it gangster)
Damn
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