Gangsta Boo

Gangsta Boo - Don't Stand So Close lyrics

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Don't stand  don't stand so close to me

 (Lord Infamous)
 You's the
 Runnin' to the bitch that push you off cause we ???
 When I'm shootin' pool I blush... on some ?
 Lord and here comes the two to the three and four
 Five six after seven
 Fucked up  snorted out  drunk  and them I'm blown
 But when we tear the club up
 You best believe you won't come out that hole
 Koo  when you hit the ones that's gone on the floor
 Remind you ? fuck with my ????

 (DJ Paul)
 Nigga, it's the Tear the Club Up Thugs with the Gangsta Boo
 >From Three 6 Mafia, Mafia now what'ch you wanna do
 Gangsta party where the fuck
 Lucky Luchi set 'em up
 Put your goods in the back
 A heavy boys get 'em up
 Fools all up in my face
 Want some baby, take my place
 Or be in my shoes
 Or find out it ain't that safe
 Up in the club we clean house like a renovator
 Bust to times in his mouth
 My glock can't see you later

 Chorus x8

 (Juicy "J")
 It's that nigga from the north
 Smokin' on the short Newport
 If you wanna get high with me
 Roll a blunt and light the torch (nigga)
 Strap it on my waste
 3-5-7 nigga play
 For you robbers who wanna rob
 And you haters out to hate
 Wave your guns up in the air
 And cock 'em back if it's a must
 If you don't give a fuck
 Pull the trigger and let it bust (fool)
 It's the Tear the Club Up Thugs
 Buck it blast in your ?
 Never ever showin' love
 Just pullin' guns and poppin' slugs

 (Gangsta Boo)
 It's a two game table
 Ok ya heard it from Fatal
 But I'm not robbin' your cradle
 I'm gettin' closer to be your neighbor
 Available to any motherfucker who crossed my path
 A wrath full of blood bath
 Take it with questions asked
 I leave you wet
 Nigga, in ???
 Waitin' for the next to run up with my bullet to ?
 Be on my chest the Smith and Wesson got you niggas just guessin'
 Will she leave a bloody mess with the family upsettin' (ugh)

 Chorus x8

 The fuckin' message that I'm stressin' is I don't fuck around
 Cause on my side of town niggas beat the fuck outta clowns
 Don't say no more
 Open wide Roy, Leo's a lyin'
 Got you cryin' cause excitement over shit that I'm writin'
 I'm quick to take a bitch, nigga
 Take the nigga bitch
 Act scared, you done heard about the lady from the six
 What you do know won't hurt you in the long run
 What you do know that I keep 'em risin' like the sun, ask Crunchy Blac
 I'm a nigga know that's with me
 How this lady got you bitches laid oh so easily
 What you tryin' to be
 A little naughty nigga that you not
 Tryin' to get popped with the glock that I keep in stock
 I can't be playin' with bitches
 They can't be playin' with me
 Cause I don't play with all the motherfuckers can't you see
 I try too hard to be the pimpin' lady that I am
 Pam Porter reporting you playa hatas
 With a plan of gettin' ya

 Chorus...till fade
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Relativity

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Enquiring Minds (1998)

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