Too Short G-2000 Lyrics

What y'all know about this s___ man, okay
Yeah (n____z desperate to be) nationwide baby
(But don't really know what it means to be)
A new millenium (a real true G)
n____z say, there's gotta be a whole different crew on the set
(Gangsters live and gangsters ride)
Just to rearrange the whole game (it's hard to survive, either do or die)
And that's what my n____z is doin (in this gangster life)
That's what we doin, come check us out, yo

[Verse One]
Us young n____z came up with nothin but hopes and dreams
Obscene intentions, picture perfect for the pinchin
A new invention to this dope game, I'm slangin CD's
instead of cocaine, meanwhile takin it in and gainin mo' game
My background descended from the hustlers and pimps
True redemption for you n____z, I blew up like the blimp
Strong attempts to make these power moves, nationwide we devour crews
My momma told me never follow fools

[Verse Two]
On the backstreets, gat beats, had her runnin like track meets
Tax freak, class G, servin up them crack trees
Joe Rizza, rhyme blizza, from the streets 'til I take my roll
I take control, bank fold, ain't never gon' sell my soul
I stay committed, when s___ go down in my town they say I did it
I gots ta get it, and when yo' stash look touched you know I hit it
You won't admit it, we bring it hella from that Detroit city
Nitty gritty, kick so much a__ it gets my gators s___ty

[Chorus: singer]
n____z desperate to be
But don't really know what it means to be
A real true G
Gangsters live and gangsters ride
It's hard to survive, either do or die
In this gangster li-iiiiiiiife

[Verse Three]
Dirty repercussions, nasty destruction, I'm talkin I'm bustin
Dumpin bullets in my foes, trigger pullin on you hoes
Born with the soul of a soldier; you don't even know what it means
to be a G well f___ with me and I'ma show ya
The definition, of a killer n____, get that n____
Bring him to me but don't kill him, let me deal with him
Cause I'ma peel him with my scalp, wodie shoulda kept his mouth closed
Now it's gonna scream high notes, like some altos

[Verse Four]
My n____ the war is true to down my haters and imitators, smash n____z to pieces
Slash the anger from my gun crucify you b____es like Jesus
Squash beef, respect those when my n____z roll through
You claimin a side I'm claimin trues when you make yo' move I make my move
Showtime fool, as I think about how you chin checked
Any minute they drop like two b____es beggin to get wet
Have some respect, cause on my team, a n____ marine
Stayin a foot off you scrubs, showin no love to all these hoe fiends

[Verse Five]
360 degrees fool! s___, I burn like a Pyrex
So which one of you m_________ers wanna step up, and die next?
Appetite for mutilation, gangster 2000
An operation no time for debatin, my troops is waitin
We roll like Dayton, wires, we keep yo' block on fire
Not Juvenile, but I crush empires, f___in with me
I hurt you, like a Jamaican {?}
My b____ get evil like {?} a n____ murder mad

[Chorus]

[female singer]
Gangster (*8X*)
To all the true gangsters
Gangster (*8X*)
To all my true gangsters