This is a song about "Gangsta ass"

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

Doctor dre and them gave birth to gangsta rap, and it flourished,

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

Kicked out on my own ass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Faggots be frontin' like gangsta, when they be fuckin' with thier gay folks.

But i got cousins overseas that come to me for better clothes

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door