This is a song about "Gangsta gangsta"

They giving pounds and that before get the money

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

He turned into your everyday gangsta

I try to tell them i'm one of the

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice