Where The Gangstas At (B-Legit)

Gangsta time Where my gangstas at? Gangsta ville Where all my gangstas at? You know it ain't a gangsta ville without a dog pound And a hog nigga, yea, special dedication To all my gangsta niggas and to all my gangsta bitches I'm sick wit it tho, check it out I used to mash through the crowd Makin' bitches wonder damn that nigga B-Legit's the man It was 65 grand for the land 450, 4 by 4, hit the strip slow Windows on tint so they can't look in It's me the kingpin hit and Mac 10 On a trip about to hit up the 6, should I give up Them niggas run up, they fucked, now what Huh, who's that? That nigga Kurrupt G'z up, hoes down, muthafucka blaze up D.P.G.C. muthafucka g'd up In all blue and gray all day always Let the dogs out muthafucka Hear the barking see the homies G-walking gangsta talkin' Bitches low on dick often very often Lil' beeyotch 135 pounds of all diack I keep the house always stoppin' them dubbs to the bay Fina fuck with B cousin and E fo tay From my hood to yo' town it's all about the cash Got the check and the hoe checkin' off in the stash Don't worry 'bout Nathan, we out there slangin' Mac an' Kurrupt stay down for whobangin' Keep a fat sack of dope an' fo sho I'm Dealy Maine, the first foo crossin' fo sho I'll kill 'em Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at We gone keep it gangsta ain't go to pop Push the six double O and the Rarri drop Get the two tickets spread on top of the hill Niggas bellin' 'em chucks makin' over a mill+ Keep the studio full of groupie hoes and choosas In the gut bruisas an' three time losers Mac 10 still thuggin', thats what's expected And I vow to keep it ruff as long as I'm connected Man I don't give a fuck about a bitch Man I won't ever ever give em' shit I hit the switch about 5 times Then I make a switch and bust 5 rhymes Swerve wit a homie that can serve 5 verbs Man that's the life then go home to my wife With my pistol Retire a nigga, now I'm a let my girl write my first verse I hear it's funk on board, they need to let that go Got killas gettin' down for a brick of snow And for the right doe have your head chopped Tag the drug, bitch you fuckin' with thugs No time for pleasures, I got mills to buy judges They rush us, tryin' to get too fast to touch us They bust us, no we all burn for scraps So tell me where the homies and my gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at Where the gangstas at? Where the gangstas at? Tell me where the homies and the gangstas at