This is a song about "Gangsta fight"

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

My bitch roll the kush: we smoking japanese

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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

Remember 1964 the liston fight

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Take her on a long ride

If you can't handle the fight,

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could