Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - Gangsta Shap lyrics

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Yo It Dont Start Until I Get There

Show Them How To Gansta Shap

Cuz Where Im From

Thats Where All The Ganstas At

And When We Come,

Yo We Get To Act In The air

So We Go,

*Dumb!*

If We Get To Moving To Fast

See We Go Stuie-Ewwy

*rep from the Bay All The Way

To Missouri-Yury*

Back It Up On Me Mama

Look What You Do To Me-Ouwwy

We Do It Wrong Gone

Off *Carabou louii-ooey*

More Then Super Dooy-Ouwwy

Cheeers!

One Or Two Beers And Your shap Is Like *Lean* Rock Wit It

Only You Dont Lean And Snap

You Like Left Side Right Side Hands About Chest High

Then You Wink At Shorty In the Corna With The Left Eye

How You Doin

Im Off A Lil Some Leanin

Weed Got Nerves Got A Lil Trouble Breathin (Breathin)

Me And My Heathens Is Bout To Turn This Mother Out

Dip In The Whip, Burn Rubber Out

Gangsta Shap



*Gangsta Shap

Gang Gang 

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Gang Gang*



Wait A Minute Hold Up!

Theres Too Many Chiefs And Not Enough Soilders

For The World Wars

Standin On The Front Line Tighten My Toga

Im A Greek God!

Blood Aphliated

Duece Click Street Mob

And I *Put This Solely* on My Dicky Brown Dickies

Hail To The B Side

Cap Laptivate These Killa City Killins

Nigga You Cant Calculate

Big *Clips is* Long

Inner City Menace As These Kids Get It On

We Dont Fight No More All We Do Is This

All We Do Is This (bang)

Hitcha Up Right Through Ya Bitch



And Thats The Cause For Livin In

The Center Where Killas Silly

And Really Wanna Chop At Any Men

Who Feelin They Really Raw

Til Ya Pull The Dark Anennamens

Nobody For You To Call

When Its Through And Solved

Just A Harsh Rememberance

You Mighta Got Through It All

But Its Too Involved

And Its Very Scary

Its Kinda Pathetic Nobody Is *Sympathetic*

When Ya Dead And Buried

We *Rugged original no puns intended know when to gangsta clap*

We Gangstas Mayn We Brang The Trap

Killas Dont Dance We Man G-G-Gang-G-G-G

Gangsta Shap



Gangsta Shap

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Gang Gang





I rememeber my school days when

I was a dancer

back when LL and Cool J 

was walkin witta panther

actually dancin was not

but rap was the answer

but the shally was cool

for the gangsta ta dance to

still here we stand with this dance

that spread like a cancer

cool for the men even the *women*

with the baby in pampers

dance is deep and dirty like

the crevice of yo hamper

raisin yo hands up *high* in this bitch

cuz you amped up

*GO!*

*Nike Air Jordan at the bottom, but in the middle was Nautica Pair, lot of erotica* there up top I gotta gangsta black doin the gangsta shap nigga thanks for that

*and here we are* nigga

you dont wanna see me go speedy

bro needa see me flow

never get the *shappin* up outta me

he betta see *the* dough

we be so cold wit it

boy we need some *wool* mittens

ladies just roll wit it

everything is cool kittens

tilt yo head like you got some screws missin

but have that look on ya face like when you say you bullshittin

gangsta shap





                          Thanks to lildrummerboy91@cox.net for these lyrics



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