Cashis That N**ga a Gangsta Lyrics

[Intro: Ca$his]
Shady Records own, bogus boy
Ca$his, it's Ca$his n____, ah-ha ha
I'm here, right back on y'all, n____
Blocc Boyz, what the bid'ness is, n____
Seven-fo', let's go!

[Ca$his:]
In this industry, a fifth of Hennessy
I'm tryna get with the bid'ness so where the b____es be
When I flick the Vogues, I'ma get the hoes
In a seven-fo' Lincoln black, two do's
Hope to strap shorty, take a ride with Ca$his
If a n____ look wrong you gon' let him have it
Say, what's your name? What kind of set you claim?
I'm seven-fo' now; tell me, do you bang?
We ain't ask about your mayne, cause he ain't here with us
And we both know that we about to f___
You see my limo tint, but they can't see you b____
Go and pull out my d___, and put your mouth on it
If you don't do it now, you'll never get the chance
If you ain't puttin out b____, make other plans
I still keep my money in a rubber band
with the pitchfork sealed up, on the other hand

[Chorus x2: Ca$his]
You see them n____z runnin, you see my spinnin drum and
You lookin at my face sayin that n____ a gangsta
Always gettin blunted, and holdin stacks of hundreds
And e'ry rider here know that n____ a gangsta

[Ca$his:]
Seen switchin lanes, off of sniffin 'caine
And a sip of purp', I'm hurtin on my drank
I've been doin work, you know about my gang
You want me you can find me wherever that you hang
I got a bigger d___, plus I'm fly as s___
You've seen me with your b____, cause I got benefits
I'm a militant, AWOL lyricist
Your face menstruates when I clap-clap, period
I s_____ cakes off the, back of you wack n____
Shady Records in your mouth, take that n____
Em I never leave, forever got your back
And e'ry soldier in my squad feel like that
Gangsta disciple, you m_________ers know
You should've killed me, a long time ago
I'm a regular ev-ery day psycho
Hat to the right on sight wherever I go

[Chorus]

[Ca$his:]
I've been provin this, for a long time
And e'ry line that I write, is all mine
See me walkin a straight line in daytime
But I spray nines right in front, of the one-times
Livin life, in the California sunshine
But I'm the only star out, in the nighttime
Flagged up, knowin suckers ain't gon' like - I'm
makin them turn they head straight boy just like mine
Took the West over, I'm the real king
You don't believe me, f___ you, kill me
I don't fear none of y'all, meet a real G
Come against me, p____ n____ you will see
When you awake, and you still sleep
You dead you lil' p____ boy, feel me
You said you was gon' muh'f___in kill me?
But you bled, guess you ain't that real, G
Screech

[Chorus]

[Outro: Ca$his]
That n____ a gangsta n____
You stupid a__ n____z don't know what a spinnin drum is?
That's a 100-round shot clip, comin straight at you
Your face, your back, your chest
It don't matter to me n____, and that's real
I got guns n____, I got money n____
I got riders, what the f___ you gon' do to me?
I got guns n____, I got money n____
I got riders, what the f___ you gon' do to me?
Nuttin, Shady Records own, bogus boy
Ca$his, King Mathers!
It's brought to you, by the great King Mathers
I'm out, let's go! [echoes]