[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit

So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it

Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]

Gangsta nigga, I need a gangsta bitch

30 in the glizzy, that’s a gangsta clip

Glizzy coming through here in a gangsta whip

I only speak to niggas with a gun on their hip

Rappers sneak dissing, still can’t get a deal

My whole team living, you don’t know how it feel

It’s either music murder or I’m going to jail

Sometimes I be like fuck this shit, let me get back in the field

My dogs with ski masks, know they hit and no they don’t just wear it

Bitch I brought my own scale, here you go, you can weigh it

I got bullets same size as a bitch nigga head

We hop out that [?] spread, that’s when we get to spraying

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit

So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it

Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit

[Verse 2: Jeezy]

Gangsta nigga, move how the gangstas move

Want a crib like John Gotti with a gangsta pool

Penthouse in the city with a gangsta view

I mean that bitch all glass, bad bitch all ass

Sell that steel in the tape, now that’s a gangsta flip

Four on the backseat, now that’s a gangsta trip

Rolls Ghost, sky dwelling, now that’s gangsta nigga

Carbon rifle with the drum, that bitch will paint you nigga

Gangsta bitch about her business, why I be fucking with shawty

Plus I love my bro, bro that nigga keep that forty

Blue big face hundreds on your dog like fleas

Sitting on Italian leather, ordered this overseas

All my niggas in the pen or they dead

Had to pay for a couple funerals, sent some bread to the feds

Gave me a bag full of ones so I guess you want to play

It was rush hour traffic, I was busting broad day

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

You never did nothing nigga, nigga you ain’t seen shit

So why you keep talking all this gangsta shit

Gangsta shit, gangsta shit

Niggas keep talking all this gangsta shit

Throw it out the window, nigga we ain’t tryna hear it

Glizzy keep on making all that gangsta shit