Get the extra clips
 There we go
 (gangsta shit  gangsta shit  niggas like me into gangsta shit)

 [Crooked Eye]
 Chorus
 Niggas like me make the world go ?round
 Beats by the pound is them niggas droppin? platnum sounds
 Niggas like me roll wit extra clips
 Cuz niggas like me be in some gangsta shit x2

 Niggas like me quick to pop that steel
 Because niggas like me, haters trying to kill
 And uh, niggas like me used to slang birdies
 Before niggas like me was into R-A-P
 You see niggas like me ball wit nuthin but thugs
 30 deep, strapped muggin, in the back of the club
 It be niggas like me posted up in the cut
 Ready to lite this shit up cuz I dont give a fuck
 Niggas like me role wit Master P
 And that red ass gangsta Mr. B-O-Z
 Niggas like me from the west to south
 Niggas like the M-O-B and Mystikal

 Chorus x2

 [Mystikal]
 Muthafucker better hump in your back
 Clock the glock, hold up the buzz, tear up the club
 Make these weak ass niggas know the fuck you at
 When they see you wit yo beer banana
 Nigga you skipped the line, you get yo shine
 Make yo money don?t play no time
 Yo hoe big fine, torture line
 Them niggas dont trip they respect yo mind
 Excute us to see ya, follow the leader
 Looked up to a lil trill, wanna be ya
 Black tuxedo wit a 9 milimeter
 Call Steady Mobb?n we all ready now

 [Silkk]
 Mistah hold up
 Type a niggas goin behind his fiance goin out n? creep
 And at the weddn?, any reason why these two shouldn?t be married, she a
 freak
 I be the typa nigga that holds his own
 That typa niggas block be holdn? his own
 Ya know I be sayin buzz, holdn? the crome
 Below holdn? the dough like, what went wrong
 No findn? jail I box the more
 I just knocked poped on the door
 If I don?t kill us, live that pop smoke
 Who you think I am, fuck ya?ll, steady mobb?n

 [Crooked Eye]
 Chorus x2

 [Billy Bavgate]
 Niggas like me got you smokin? dat weed
 Sellin? dat D, north south west to tha east
 They say, a nigga like me, I put the funk in tha streets
 My lig go broke, I put the broke in the streets
 I?m a public enemy on my enemies
 Drug dealers feeln? me I?m smokn? my weed
 Til these jealous niggas bury me
 Bury me real in the pine box
 Put me next to moms and pops
 One love to the niggas dumpin shots at cops
 For the crooked shit they do man it's got to stop
 And they say, a nigga like me am I a menace on the streets
 Cause I handle my business when we meet

 [Crooked Eye]
 Chorus x2

 Yeah, this dedicated to them real gangstas.
 Mystikal, he into gangsta shit.
 Steady Mobb'n, we into gangsta shit.
 Silkk The Shocker, he into gangsta shit.
 C-Murder, you into gangsta shit.
 And the Colonel Master P into gangsta shit.
 Big Boz, he into gangsta shit.
 N-O L-I-M-I-T into gangsta shit.
 Yeah, Beats By The Pound.
 Puttin it down.
 You other producers back up and put them drumsticks down.
 Craig B, O'Dell, that nigga KL.
 Mo D, and beats by Los.
 Don't even play these niggas close