This is a song about "A ganster"

You made me wanna

Yup you got a lot a

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

Now i’m up in this bitch

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Like a baby without a diaper

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon