V-Dog And Da Gangsta lyrics

[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac]
Stretched in a body bag and now I'm the one that took to long
Can it be I'm crunk and or is it that Big Chug is passin' on?
Family, friends, hoes, all my n*ggas ridin' Bones and Vogues
Ridin' pass me, hollerin' at me, bury me in snizzow, ho
Hard headed n*gga, b*tch, die by the trigger, trick
Chillin' with my n*gga Slick, kickin', pimpin' on a brick
Every f*ckin' day, Parkway, chiefin' plenty hay
What you gotta say, Gabay where a n*gga stay
V-Dog's comin' at ya with the mind of lunatic
b*tch, you cannot f*ck with this, standin' with the pistol grip
Loadin' up my shells, I smells me an enemy
Damn, if a n*gga don't die 'fore he get to me
Rod with the Luger let it go, let it f*ckin' go
I'm aimin' for the bricks, ah, sh*t, we be in this ho
Down 'til we die, stay high, never ever play
Killers on the realer, motherf*cker, South Parkway

[Chorus: V-Dog & Gangsta Blac]
V-Dog plus the Gangsta, they kick that b*tch in
Damn, mane, them f*ckin' n*ggas done struck again
Call the police and tell 'em watch your back

[Verse 2: V-Dog]
We from the South part of town where the police we hate
A lotta n*ggas die young, a lotta b*tches get raped
So if you violate, fool, your ass we gon' chase
Nail your coffin' up, blow, shoot bricks in your face
This sh*t is serious, motherf*cker, so, b*tch, listen up
South Memphis in this b*tch, fool, and we clickin' up
Real n*ggas out the midnight roamin' the streets
It's nothin' but real around
None of you hoes won't get chance to sleep
So close them curtains, and make sure all them doors locked
'Cause when we rush up in that b*tch, fool, somebody gon' drop
Call the police, motherf*cker, we don't give a f*ck
You better have a cellular phone 'cause all them phone lines is cut
Lock your door, a note left on the dresser
Face down on the floor is where I left her
Changed clothes in the alley, my body was numb
Call the Gangsta (Motherf*cker) yeah, fool, the job is done
[Chorus: V-Dog & Gangsta Blac]
V-Dog plus the Gangsta, they kick that b*tch in
Damn, mane, them f*ckin' n*ggas done struck again
Call the police and tell 'em watch your back
(Boy, boy)

[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
Evil all up in my head, put my cousin down to sleep
Vietnam, here I come, see if you can deal with me
Ana' is in the air, all you smell is the scent of sh*t
(*Gunshots*) To your chest for the f*ck of it
Pop, I blow, I smoke, I blow, I smoke 'em out there just like grass
S-P-V, R-I-C, clicked up on your monkey ass
Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L-M-G, and many more
S-P-L, might as well get it 'cause you know the score
Buck, f*ck, stuck with a duck
I don't need this big business, motherf*cker, be a witness
I was a fool 'cause back in school didn't learn sh*t
Totin' a tool, it was a rule in the South, sh*t
B is for Blac, but I be back, with some real sh*t
V is my dog, and he be strapped, with a full clip
G-A-N-G-S-T-A comin' from South Parkway
Smokin' on a blunt of hay, damn, what another say, b*tch

[Chorus: V-Dog & Gangsta Blac]
V-Dog plus the Gangsta, they kick that b*tch in
Damn, mane, them f*ckin' n*ggas done struck again
Call the police and tell 'em watch your back (Boy, boy)
V-Dog plus the Gangsta they kick that b*tch in
Damn, mane, them f*ckin' n*ggas done struck again
Call the—, call the police, call the police
(B-Boy, boy)
Call the police and tell 'em watch your back
Call-call the police, ca-ca-call the police
Call the police, ca-ca-call the police