[Fabolous talking] Fabolous, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, Yeah Yo, I don't care what y'all do, how y'all do Where y'all do it, just keep it gangsta Look at them gangstas
[Verse 1] Fab's livin' la vida loca Only nigga in the hood you can come see for either weed or coca Nark's wanna see me and my team in a chair They heard about the kid with the high beams in his ear DEA been lookin' for proof since 9-3 When I came thruogh in the Benz with the roof behind me Tell them jake's through on bullet proof's and find me You need extingwishers to go in the booth behind me Who the fuck wanna beef My Fendi knits be 3X so you can't see whats tucked underneath And I might not even drop Just take my advance and make a small town in Cleveland pop "Vivrant Thing" on my hip, that will make you "Breathe and Stop" Rock ya chain in ya shirt, Your roll (Rollie) with the sleeve on top You niggas know where my heat stay at I leave niggas MIA and I ain't talkin where the Heat play at C'mon
[Chorus] Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta
[Verse 2] Niggas don't think I'm still shavin crack Cause I pull up in a truck with a system that make the pavement crack Baugettes have my face and band covered And I keep a "Lethal Weapon" like Mel Gibson and Dan Glover Now I lose V Money and C Lo And the cops think me and Muggs is G Money and Nino I don't hit these honey's with C-Notes Rather put them on Greyhound, Strap these honey's with kilo's Type of gangsta every chick wants I get Nike's from Aster you won't see hit the store for 6 months Something bout the Beamer X5 When I come through it be increasing a skeo's sex drive Half the click look like they stuck Genesis up The other half is tryin to wrap they sentances up I'm never gon' hate,half these artists never slung weight When they call NY, its the only time they touch the 7-1-8
[Chorus] Y'all know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta
[Verse 3] I lay low on the other side of the globe Carat's hangin out the side of my lobe Pull in ya drivers side and unload They find ya when its time for your ride to be towed On side of the road With ya brain on ya passenger side of ya Rove (Rover) Ya'll niggaz ain't gangsta til ya'll ridin and Fed's tail ya Hit a chick once and she runnin back like Fred Taylor Im snatchin everything in the PJ's now Thats why most these niggas is workin' with the DA's now If I'm in a hoop ride or a buggy coupe 5 Keepin' it Gangsta If I'm with a hoochie freak or a dime ...
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