This is a song about "Gangstar me"

Grabbin me pullin me back in shackles to capture me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Third ward general, young cash money

Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,

Nothing influence me .me is da same me .....help me

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Invading me are eating me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me

While i'm making history

Told me you loved me, always thought of me,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

People fear me when they see me