Gangsta Lyrics by NBA Youngboy is the latest English song from the album “Colors”. Gangsta lyrics were written by Supah Mario, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Quando Rondo while the song is produced by Supah Mario.
Gangsta Song Details:
| Song | Gangsta |
| Album | Colors |
| Singer | NBA Youngboy |
| Featuring | Quando Rondo |
| Produce by | Supah Mario |
| Lyricist | Supah Mario, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Quando Rondo |
Gangsta Lyrics
Oh, oh
Mario
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stain somethin’
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heavin’ like
Try to get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
He gon’ pay that fine, if he violate this flag (Oh)
Change on my brother and my sisters, I could never do
Sex, money and murder plus Lil Dee hold fire like Damu
Them niggas hoes, they only say shit ’bout what I do
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stain somethin’
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heavin’ like
Try to get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
Know I keep that iron, I remember when Lil Dave died
I done seen Montana cryin’ when Dump had left I play it safe now
She fuck with the opps, she can not be my bae now
Got ’em mad they want they beam on top the diamond on my face
Everybody I speak about, they know I ain’t lyin’
I ain’t never capped out
Get my brother to slang that iron, these niggas be dyin’
They say I flashed out
I’m too ahead of my time, I’m overdue
That’s what the hate be ’bout
I ain’t scared, know that I could die
You could get it too
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stain somethin’
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heavin’ like
Try to get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine
I’m steady screamin’ gang baby, granny gran’ baby righteous
Three hundred bands later, I still ain’t drop and y’all united
They say Lul Tim the biggest opp
Stepped on that boy, don’t do no fightin’
Yellow tape, Glocks, macs and carbons
Fuck the industry, don’t like us
Two hundred grand out for your pockets
Like fuck that let me buy the body
They know we really ’bout it, ’bout it
Straight Master P, no Playboi Carti
They say that I’m the walkin’ dead
So I’m on point inside this Rari
Got to make sure one inside the head
Before I walk inside this party
Within seconds it could get wicked
Extensions stuffed in my glizzy
I think I’m over committed
Disloyal, that’s all these niggas
Can’t trust ’em, that’s all these bitches
They will change with the quickness
Forget about you in prison
Guess it’s safe to say keep your distance
Hold on I need a minute, I go, I’m goin’ like Nipsey
Screamin’ out that I’m crippin’, the realest niggas gon’ feel me
Drug dealers and killers, we standin’ on nation business
Over a couple million, I put it back in the trenches
Never, I won’t surrender and always I’m gon’ remember
30 clip it get empty, I take it from out my denim
30 crips bangin’ sixties, they wit’ me ain’t got no temper
Situations get sticky, I’m standin’ up wit’ my pistol
My bitch actin’ like she don’t need me
I’m leavin’, don’t even trip on it
I’m leanin’, mindin’ my bizo, another reason to get gon’
While rockin’ a Yeezy, Adida, I pray to Jesus I get home
I’m just tryna make a hundred G’s off this flip phone
Niggas want my soul, get ’em gone, I’m gon’ stain somethin’
Industry don’t like me cause I’m thuggin’ and I’m dangerous
Gangsta, how a nigga came in and leavin’ out
Gangsta, hope that’s what I scream while I’m bleedin’ out
Thug life, too rich for this so I been tryna live a low life
Been down for all this time, so I been tryna see what heavin’ like
Try to get me but they miss
I say these niggas ain’t been steppin’ right
I ain’t worried about that shit, I tell my momma I’m forever fine