This is a song about "The gangsta"

Yeah, one time for the

He tries to be a gangsta,

The bigger the the fun

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

He turned into your everyday gangsta

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,