We just gangstas..
we just thugs.. we just hustlers

We just
Gangstas
we just thugs.. we just hustlers..

Verse 1

We
gon have a party
tonight
Gon have the time of our life
Shop for new clothes and kicks
Taking flicks
Cause
They respect us
Big Shout out
Then We Roll out
And if it's all good
then it's all good,
I'ma rep my hood,
When i
step inside the booth in rhyme I
think I
do it right yeah, I
do it nice
When we at the mall ,it a photo shoot
When we at the club, it a photo shoot
Clothes brand new
from my T-shirt to
my shoes
I was blessed to
be a story teller,
CD seller
This is celebration for the gangstas
That paper
out here for ya
And most of all..
We thank God
Pimps and gangsters do whatever for the dough
If you not hustling for some paper what you husting fo
Gettin crunk
Thank you for family and everyone that stuck with us

We just gangstas..
we just thugs.. we just hustlers

We just
Gangstas
we just thugs.. we just hustlers..

Verse 2

Back at you
With a nice smooth
beat to
rap to
Hear the instrumental
as I get inside ya mental
state of mind
And bust a rhyme
what up baller
Shot caller
gangsta
It's the same
everyday, everyday is the same
I'm just a young playa with so much game,
That why
I
Dress nice
If all I saw was gangsters
Coming up as a youngster
I understood
I had to come from the hood
Now let's toast to the hustlers
Tell the hustlers,
toast to the gangstas.
And tell the gangstas,
toast to the ballers
I emerged from the street life
This for the homies who relate
Know what it be like
We do
what we gotta do
homie, wonderinu0027 where the respect went
This for the gangstas
Hold it down, I told ya

We just Gangstas
we just thugs.. we just hustlers..

We just gangstas..
we just thugs.. we just hustlers

Verse 3

To all my partners from Westside, throw em up
Now everybody from the East Coast, throw em up
If you Dirty like the South, throw em up
You better throw em up
Jesus christ
Im just enjoyoing my life
I
got something going on good
And big shouts outs to the hood
All my westside riders was up
All my east side riders was up
And all my south side riders was up
we chilling,
rap bout what we living,
Listen, up
I've been reppin,
Nice cars,
livin' like a star
club Poppin'
bottles at the bar love shoppin'
You
made it in life, too
good to
be true,
Pool parties beautiful view
Love could have your heart beat skippin',
Things happen for reasons,
the clock keeps tickin
You a survivor,
You got a bunch of thugs witchu
smoking joints That's cool,
but I'ma live how I want
gangstas do what they want
Gold on my neck
was once a code of respect

We just Gangstas
we just thugs.. we just hustlers..

We just gangstas..
we just thugs.. we just hustlers