Noreaga The Life of a… (Gangsta) lyrics – songtekst / songtext / lyric

The Life of a… (Gangsta)
They’ll be a manOne to lead his people into victoryOne who goes through timeOne who seen painThe one who see’s the gloryThat man is I, Capone

The leader, follow me

They wanna beat me like RodneySee me like PacHave me like O.J. doing 100 in the drop

Railroad me like the Hurricane but I won’t stop, let’s go

[Chorus]Look at my life (look at my life)Look at my life, I’ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)Look at my life (look at my life)Look at my life, I’ma gangsta (gangsta)

I’ma gangsta

[Verse 1]Yo, yoTake a journey through my lifeWalk through the nights with meIt’s a long road ahead of us, I hope that your ???Queensbridge, a trife city ??? slumsI’ve seen political homicides and crack related onesPac and Bigggie, god bless em I don’t know where to beginForgive me lord for I’ve committed a sinI sold crack to my mans momI feed my uncle dope in his armI testify to every word wrote in this songExcept the 5th commandment, thou shall not killI obviously ignored it cause my blood shall not spillSo I chose to squeeze firstPut you 6 feet deep in the dirtAnd watch your cold soul emerge from the earthI was a star first, then I grew into the sunDestined to shine over the planetTill I came across a gun, infactutated by the soundWhen the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots)

I’m about to take the streets to another phase


[Verse 2]I’m amazed I’m still livingI came close to the end of my daysI couldn’t let the streets raise my two siblingsOr my kid, I’m too thoro, I survived through prisonCollide with rival clicks spitting, listenI live life like I’m racing to an early deathExceeding the speed limit, with no brakesQuiet when I step, reality bitesI’m gangsta for life, so I squeeze likeI hold the mac preciseWith 32 shot clipsAnd turn your hard top into a convertible drop whipThey talking to rappers, chose my name to reflectI’m hot, grimy entertainers comeDrama east to westI don’t wanna kill no moreAt times I hear death knocking at my front doorFeeling like I’m being watched everytime that I scoreWhat if the pigs got me on survaillanceA rebel to the law, I got 2 strikes against me1 shot in me, a vest and a semi



[Verse 3]??? bust from jail, a minkA pound of the real, a 37 inch linkMoney in the bank, a Coup to match itI was released like a boss ???You know the kind of thing a gangsta could relax inLifes a bitch, but fuck itTrying to keep my whole faculty coveredAnd spits more like an iraqian thuggingIf you wanna take me, mommy I’m comingBut if not, they can never break

I’ma keep gunning and bust shots

[Chorus 2x]