Lyrics

(Chorus 1)
"Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta"....x2

"Cause, I got no love for them haters or them snitches baby. Cause ain't no love for us thugs yall"....x2

"Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta... Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta, Keep it Gangsta...Cause I got no love for them haters and them snitches baby... Cause ain't no love for us thugs yall."

1st Verse

I'm only running with trues. Cause I done paid my dues. But, its some fake ass crews trying to get in the booth.

But, I ain't even tripping it don't really matter... I'm still in the game, and its only getting tighter.

Stayed for the fall. Stayed for the grind... Stayed for hard times. Stay till I shine...

Some of yall try to act like you been here for years... You been here for 2, but I'm plus twenty-twin.

Let me show how it is. Real gangstas got to change... And, get up out the game cause you know it ain't the same.

I hope the Lord sees that I'm trying to change my ways... I gotta pass the seed, forget all my griefs.

Let me show you how to hit this block... Hustling till 5'oclock.

Dipping and willing, sometimes feel like I'm killing. So, and some of my homies got popped.

And, a "G" just had to stop... Cause the block was getting to hot.

Everytime I stepp up out the set F.B.I. watching round the clock.

(Chorus 2)

"Gangsta, cause you know how it goes... We Keep it Gangsta, never change for these ho's... We Keep it Gangsta, ain't no love for us thugs.... We keep it Gangsta-aa, all my homies show me love... We keep it Gangsta-aa."

2nd Verse

I stayed in the streets. Stayed with a strap... Sold to my brothers. But, I ain't proud or that.

Just because you got a gun, that don't make you a Gangsta... If you pop one, you might catch a case Cuz,...Blood or Hustlas or G's... Whatever you be, I'm not your enemy...

Just true ass n---a, Just spitting my brain... Respect my Gangsta. Respect my Game... Respect my Gangsta. Respect my Game.

A true ass G just spitting my brain... Respect my Gangsta... Respect my Game... Respect my Gangsta. Respect my Game.

Respect my Gangsta. Respect my Game.... Just a true ass "G" just spitting my brain... Respect my Gangsta...ah-ah...

Back to chorus 2...x1