Don't player hate me, player hate somebody else

Yo, yo yo I'm a gangster

Where my dawgs at?

Bark with me if you're my dog

Yo yo yo, I'm gonna give a shout out to all the player haters

(I don't like player haters)

If you're a player hater don't player, player hate on me

(player hate somebody else)

I'm a gangster, I'm straight up

(straight up gangster, dude)

Grrr I'm steamin' mad grrr

I'm a gangster, I'm a straight up G

The gangster life is the life for me

Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night

Being a gangster is hella up tight

I walk around town with a stark erection, then gave your mom a yeast infection

I saw the police man and I punched him in the eye

To serve and protect, what a lie

I also don't like white people, you shouldn't too

And don't get me started about the jews

I'm a gangster

Grrr I'm mad

I'm a gangster

My rhymes are bad

I'm a gangster

I'm iced out like a freezer

I'm a gangster

I don't listen to Weezer

I dropped out of school at the age of 3

(why)

Cuz all the teachers tried to player hate on me

(oh)

My rhymes are cool just like doing cocaine

My rhymes are hot like a burning flame

Sisqo is my homie, he's a ganster too

Me and Sisqo are the leaders of the gangster crew

I like to be in jail and he likes to sing and dance (dance)

Some say we're the perfect match

(step off, step back, step away, step back, don't step forward, back, don't step forwards, step backwards, backwards don't step to me, do not step to me-eeee-eeh)

I'm giving a shout out to my homies in cell block 8

Being in jail sucks cuz you always have to masturbate

Except when a Jewish person goes to jail all my homies cheer

They will make mince meat out of his rear

Ben Petty helped me make the gangster beat to this song

I shot him in the face cuz he looked at me wrong

I'm a gangster

I drop bombs like Heroshima

I'm a gangster

Bitch suck on my wiener

I'm a gangster

I drive a cool car

I'm a gangster

I smoke weed in a cigar

Yo my gangster flow

Yo, yo yo yo

I'm rolling on dubs iced out like hockey

My friend got kicked out of Japan for drinking all the saki

FUCK a bitch

Gimmie head, hoe

What's up to my dawgs

Yo yo yo

They play my song on the radio all day long

So everyone can hear my gangster song

Nobody thought I'd blow up like a firestone tire

Oh there's no beat left

(shooting is heard))

Die, Die evil Santa Clause die

no i don't wanna do accapello

i like to slap bitches

i like to slap hoes...