Geto Boys Straight Gangstaism Lyrics

...when the fire dies down what the f___ you gonna do?
d___ it feels good to be a gansta...

yeah, I take y'all way back

Seven years old,
I'm lookin' up to the ganstas in the hood,
'cause to me and my cousins yeah they represented good,
Even when we played cops and robbers on the block,
nobody wanted to play the cop yeah,
'cause the cop was a p____-a__ b____,
and if you played the cop, n____ you got your a__ kicked!
I was a curious child,
I used to hang out by the ballroom and study the gansta style
The way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act,
the way they wore dat gansta hat,
Tilted, rim layed flat out,
now that's the type a s___ I'm talkin' about yeah,
Cigarette in one hand, drink in the other,
leanin' to one side, cooler than a m_________er,
With the ganstass nicknames,
Gilley Boy, Pokey, Big Joe, Goldy, and Lil Lane,
True m____fuckin' mack daddies,
b____ on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy,
Wid a chrome plated .357
ready to send a m____fucka on a stairway to heaven,
I was fascinated, yeah
I let 'em influence me, and my momma hate it,
But she still gave me love,
'cause my momma understood,
that it was in my blood,
See I was a psycho,
and in a few mo' years she wouldn't have to worry about a Michael,
'cause I'll be makin' my own decisions, yeah
Comin' up fast, clockin' cash
Straight Ganstaism

Yeah... Uh... On and On and On and On and On... Yeah... Uh
Break it down
Uh
Like dat
Like dat
Yeah

Now is '93
I got a name fo' myself,
Made a little wealth, played the cards I was dealt,
didn't go fo' self, now I'm a G, huh
and every m____fuckin' body know me,
n____s in the hood, all got love,
'cause they saw me raise up from a m____fuckin scrub,
And hoes that I know,
from way back befo'
they used to say no,
all wanna go to the hotel,
'cause they claim that they intrested,
and everybody talkin' about the s___ that they wish they did,
but I surpassed all that,
they used to wanna know if I was down, now they don't ask all that,
'cause they believin' what they seein'
A young n____ comin' up fast, yeah straight G

Sittin' back as a youngsta, peepin' out my folks,
Some were straight G's and some when out smoking dope,
I had to cope wit it, be a man and stay strong,
even though some folks didn't think that I'd live long,
I watch grandpa shoot dice at the liquor sto'
Gettin' licks in the door on Ju-Man and the Big Joe,
Walkin' out the door wit a gallon of Jack,
Sellin' straight cess buds 'cause back then there weren't no crack,
And matter fact, to this day,
I'm doin' s___ like grandpa in every way,
I got my hustle on loc I ain't frontin'
Jus' a young n____ in this world tryin' ta have somethin' yeah
That's then you find and I know,
That's how I was raised and that's how I'm a go,
I dunno will I ever be a cell mate but I do know I'm never goin' straight...
Gansterism

Yeah [toke] really doe [toke] 3-2 in the m____fuckin' house doe [toke]
Down with the m_____fuckin' GB [toke]
and y'all gonna hear the original big baby really doe [toke]
and the m_____fuckin' 9 to the tre deuce!
I know you heard that big baby [toke] yeah [toke]
We got Seag in the m____fuckin' house doe from Oakland [toke] yeah
We got Big Mike yeeahuh, Fattey Hattey yeeahuh
We got Big Chief and Lil Jay, really doe [toke]
Say big baby, lookit Mike D [laugh laugh]
you f___in' b____! [laugh laugh laugh] really doe
Bido in the m____fuckin' house, yeah
My n____ Face and Vil [toke] really doe [toke]
they can't fade this south s___ doe [toke]
Uh the they can't fade it doe
I'm outta this beeyatch!
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