{"He's a he's a he he's a gangsta"} [repeats x8/and throughout song]. [Verse 1: E-40]. Funkmaster like Flex heavy metal rapidly (Blahoo). Knock ya out'cha socks put'chu out your misery (Owh). Homicide try'na holla they wanna question me {"we need to talk to you"}. Cause I'm always into beef and smoke broccoli [coughs]. I do my dirt by my lonely I ain't tellin' on me. I keep my mouth shut like James Beasley and Lil D solid. Find me guilty I do my time even if I'm sixty. Long as I get out with my pride and my fuckin' dignity. Real born in it surrounded killers dealers and robbers. Mommas identifying bodies in they pajamas {"that's my baby"}. Teenagers packing and writing 'round with them lamas {"rah rah"}. Squeezing on niggas like anacondas (bah). I'll put tips on a nigga we can fade and we can locked up like this. So we can get off into some of that old shoot-em-up bang-bang gangsta shit (Blaoo). Most of the time it's over a bitch when the form spark. This dog gotta bite that a back up his bark. Bitch!. [Kaveo/E-40:]. Yeah broad day light or midnight here at it's muthafucka out. (He's a gangsta). We don't bunny up we dummy up. One squeeze'll bring a nigga to his knees. (He's a gangsta). You didn't know we got five wordsmith come through and grand finale yo block. (He's a gangsta). If we crawl past a bulkheads it ain't on no sun it's off the map. (He's a gangsta). [Verse 2: The Boy Boy Young Mess]. Black mobs beaver minks and black glocks. Kim Cole hard bottoms nigga with no socks. This gangsta in it dawg nah ain't got candy paint. I beat it my cases with cash my nigga no running. My heart pump no fear to a nobody. You drive by material black Maserati. One nigga one black mack four black bodies. Giving niggas scared play homie like Greg Woolley. And I ain't into playing no checkers with'chu lil niggas. Homie I knock down pines and fuck over rooks. I got gangstas from that lil D ear shook. I catch ya digging in ya nose and life can get tooks. Niggas never seen a Canali suit. Show I showed em one and double so let'cha know I'm coppin' mo than one. When I'm yanking on sumthin' I'm poppin' mo than one. If I see ya ass and give ya a pass then ya owe me one. [Kaveo/E-40:]. I got stand over potna's that's train to go that it to the head off a backboard. (He's a gangsta). We don't goony up we goony out we play the street as the next that a snitch a cognac. (He's a gangsta). You bet not try to slot a bitch up under me cause I'll polish like a pimp's dater. (He's a gangsta). We whoop ass taking names and worry about asking questions later. (He's a gangsta). [Verse 3: The Jacka]. Err place I show up I got the pistol trippin'. All my niggas feel safe when I'm in the building. Make a nigga feel raped when I slap his melon. With the ass of the cannon spot get ready. By a hyenas. Harder than life a level for we dine divas. Tech cool with ya sickness of swine netter. Never heard a tech cause these fakers a prime-retta. Fresh up outta Tina's back in the crime bidness. Keep my lawyer paid cause she is a damn genius. Keep my niggas paid to murder the star witness. Never saw a reign when niggas is start snitching. But part of the game is death so now it's just more killing. Selling up a pack to send in him to a fella. Who slit his fuckin neck fore he think about telling. Eight a thousand years like a Gladys Knight breakfast and I'm in the lobby fear cause. [Kaveo/E-40:]. Don't come though asking questions about who what when where and why cause you will die. (He's a gangsta). When we hit them prison gates we ain't going to general population we going to the shoo. (He's a gangsta). Yeah nigga I'm about my money fuck with my family it's consequences or repercussion. (He's a gangsta). I ain't goin lie I know I got it coming one day I know my past goin come back and haunt me. (He's a gangsta). {"He's a he's a he he's a gangsta"} [x8]