This is a song about "Gangsta girl"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

Call all my gangsta homies to help me restructure your face.

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

My all gold rolly or the

He tries to be a gangsta,

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

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

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Put up to act gangsta, i’ve still experienced cuts,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones